"Why you live"

Do you live to
make my mad

do you live to
make me sad

do you live to
break my heart

do you live to
make me hide in the dark

you ask me out on a date
only for me to see that you're a fake

do you live to
make me cry

to do live to
make me want to die

I'm fed up
with your stupid excuses

each always leave me
with mental bruises

and as we sit under the oak tree
you lean in to kiss me

but I'm done baby
because you live only to hurt me