She likes it when I cry, she enjoys seeing my tears
It's becoming a problem to me but it's music to her ears
The saddest part is that no matter what happens I won't talk
It's hurting me to know that if I say something she'll walk
Walk away from me and go to someone who'll treat her better
It might be painful at first but I know it will give me closure later
What's the point of holding on to someone who does whatever it takes to get you hurt
Only a few know the pain of loving someone when all they do is treat you like dirt
For things to work out well it will take some magic
My love life is truly tragic