I beat myself to death, making black and blue.
For any reason you don't love me is worse then any bruise.
I rip myself apart,stabbing left to right.
For any reason you don't love me is ruining my whole life.
I stop myself from breathing well pulling at my hair.
For any reason you don't love me is worse then needing air.
I keep myself from loving, from needing some one there.
For any reason you don't love me just got worse cause you don't care.

I put myself together, going day by day.
For what ever reason you don't love me I think I'll be okay.
I gave myself new value.
I gave myself new shine.
For what ever reason you don't love me is now your loss not mine.