daughtercrow

There is nothing kind about the way you are treating me And I'd rather not be deceived and lied to any longer There is nothing mine about what I'm receiving from you And I'd rather not take it from behind any longer There is nothing divine about our lovemaking when you sneak to me And I'd rather just send you crawling to her There is nothing kind in your eyes when you look at me, and whatever it is that you hunger for I can't be anymore You're insatiable You're unwinnable You're disloyal, and you're unleavable You're a child and I cannot be your mother You're an addict and you're sucking me dry You're a suicide bomber