I hate how he walks all over me,
Hate how he knows I can't leave
How did things get so askew?
Such a tangled web we weave
She takes a heavy drag on her cigarette,
Takes a good long look at who she's become
She's the same inside, but hardened on the outside
Times are hard, her heart is numb
Sometimes she wishes things would mend
she wishes things would end
Thought most times she just imagines she doesn't exist
Most times she just doesn't care enough to insist
Life is about survival, she thinks
It's not about true love or the like
Life is a series of choices and consequences
It's an uphill climb we all hike
I hate how he thinks he has me
No matter what - there's no reason to
Be nice or treat me with respect
It's survival
It's surviving
It's survival
I'm surviving