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Maybe I like it when you try to hurt me,

And you want to see how much I can take.

So you make promises you can’t keep,

Or you tell me lies I want to believe  

Causing these wounds one at a time.

How your abuse leaves me bruised, and  

I think you have damaged me enough.

So why do I always seem to want to    

Take you back even after all you've done?



So when I take you back, you hurt me

A little more or leave me if you think

Doing so would cause more pain. But

If you leave me, you release me from these    

Shackles of torture. Now you want me, but it's

Too late; I’ve learned from my mistakes.