PSYCHOLOGICAL WAR

(If you know you fucking love me, then just tell me) (You act like you hate me, so just fucking say it) (I'd rather you just fucking say it) (I'm moving forward) You twisted every word I ever said Now the truth is tangled up inside my head You fuck up again and then you blame me Screaming that I'm crazy, maybe I am I'm the one that's coming back for more You're just breaking me, not any laws Looking at me, tell me that I'm pretty Swear you'd never hit me, I wish you would 'Cause if there was blood upon the floor And I could see your fist went through the wall again Maybe then I wouldn't have to fight no more In this psychological war If there were bruises on my skin And they could see the pain you put me in again Maybe then I wouldn't have to fight no more In this psychological war Here's to the years that you broke me in private And all of my fears about breaking my silence Here's to the night that I finally left you for freedom Your reputation, I left it un-shattered For some fucking reason, I still think it matters I'm on your side, though you left me to die, why? 'Cause if there was blood upon the floor And I could see your fist went through the wall again Maybe then I wouldn't have to fight no more In this psychological war If there were bruises on my skin And they could see the pain you put me in again Maybe then I wouldn't have to fight no more In this psychological war No, hold on contact No, hold on go back Don't you let him in again, no 'Cause soon he's gonna win again No, hold on contact No, hold on go back Don't you let him in again, no Soon he's gonna win again 'Cause if there was blood upon the floor (if there was blood upon the floor) And I could see your fist went through the wall again Maybe then wouldn't have to fight no more (wouldn't have to fight no more) In this psychological war