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If you would just leave me (New)

I stare into the mirror unable to see the pretty face that is me
for I am blinded by a love that keeps me trapped from me
myself and I try to fight back but the three of us can't compete
to the size of your attitude, your ugly words just defeat
I wanna be happy when you don't
I wanna smile when you won't
if things are this bad now, how can we expect them to change?
when all you do is pour down your hate thoughts upon me like a freezing rain
pain, beyond the pain of saying I love you for I just can't believe
that you would treat the closest thing to you as your worst enemy
your the one that keeps straying away like a cat
and I am the one that keeps letting you come back
all because you made yourself believe
that I am doing the very same thing
so if your this damn unhappy with me buddy why won't you walk away
probably for the same reason I can't , I just wanna say
that things could be different between you and I
if you would just leave me
I wouldn't have to be provoked to cry
if you would just leave me
no more sitting here asking ourselves why
if you would just leave me
if you would just leave me
if you would just leave me
why won't you just leave me?

Written by Marcia S. McNeill

Q: If it's not meant to be, then why try to force it? When do you realize that even a brick house can't withstand a tornado?

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