Dead

you hit me again
i fall to the floor
what did i do
do i need any more

must you treat me this way
have you seen what you have done
what can i do or say
would you be happier if i was your son

causing me pain
all my wounds and scars
no one knows at all
even the one who sold you your car

now i have had enough
you must say bye
to my real mother
because you have to die

now your dead
the ceremony is like moonstone
but know i think
so i go and write on your tombstone

what you have said
about me being dead
should i have been the one
the one who must suffer dread

i don't know
my pain is done
your gone
the battle has been won

yet still i won
still i dread
should i have been the one
the one that should have been dead