• I always thought of words
    As tiny little needles
    No matter how they are used it won't ever hurt too bad
    Because the point is just too dull

    But your words are like a drug
    When used correctly it makes me high
    When used against me it drives me insane
    I want to drop to my knees and cry

    But I don't have a good vocabulary
    I can't seem to keep up with you
    One day I am the most beautiful girl in the world
    And yet the next day we are through

    How many times have I told myself I was done
    And then ran straight back again?
    Because though you are my enemy
    You are my very best friend

    So please continue to put me down
    Then about yourself you may boast
    But just remember you're putting down
    The person who loves you most