This

I cry all the time

I drink too much wine....

and you can't see

what's wrong with

This?



You push me down

we go 'round and 'round....

and you can't own

your part in

This?



Yelling and screamming

all with no meaning

and all you can say

Is I deserved all

This?



Well I've got news for you

I'ts YOU whose the fool

and I dont have to

put up with

This!



So It's out you go

It's no longer your show

'cause It's me whose

finally through with

This!



I've made up my mind

you choose to be blind

and you have just you

to thank for

This!