She says I’m the ruination of her life
She says I bury my head in the sand
I’m rude and inconsiderate
Yet she looks to my hand
To pull her through the troubles
Her fears and frustrations
Why do I put up
With her abusive ministrations?
She rants and she raves
Of how bad I can be
And when she gets like that
Why can’t she see
That all I’m doing is reacting
To all that’s been said
I’m sometimes glad
That I’m not in her head
So what happens now?
How long is my fuse?
Leave painfully now
Or put up with abuse?
I keep quiet not saying a word
What difference would it make?
It’s more than the relationship
It’s my life that's at stake