Why? Loves cries

Why do you do me the way that you do?
Making love to me... afterwards, I see you driving her car.
Tell me why do you use me the way that you do?
Nickel and dime then have the nerve to ask whose love box is this?
Tell me why do you abuse me like this?
The mental anguish, compounded the heart felt anguish and turmoil.
Why have you become my tormentor?
Can't you see the tears and shards of many broken pieces of glass?
Did you not know my heart was made of glass... the finest quality?
Therefore, when I handed it to you... I now see you never bothered to read.
Where it said "fragile handle with care".
Now my tears have crystallized like the dripping waters on a cold winter day.
Tell me do you not see what you've done to me?
Have you become so hard hearted, because of the pain within... yourself inflicted pain...has become someone else's wounds.
Stop the madness, stop the pain, and stop the bleeding so it can all go away.
Just tell me this why do you do love the way that you do?
Loves cries
As you hurt me and cause me pain, you have pressed me, bled me, and whippped me to shame.
My love cries
All the time you played me while you played blind with 20/20 vision.
Deaf games to you with ears' open wide. Your senses have become heighten, but dumb to the awareness.
What you do, will cause your love to cry too.
One thing you must know. No matter how hard you try, what you might use.
I am what I am. I am who I am, and you can never take from me what is mine and now belongs to you.
This is how Love cries.