![]() |
Written about my ex-husband at the very beginning of our divorce |
| You hurt me but I won't tell you how badly You call me names, criticize my persona And still wonder why I won't come home You humiliate me in front of my family Try to discredit me at my job And still wonder why I won't come home You tell me you hate me That I am a bad mother And still wonder why I won't come home How long will it be till you realize you've pushed too hard Hurt me too deeply How long till you realize Yours is no longer my home That you're better off without me, you're better off alone |