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I Asked For It Again

It's nice to see that when things get rough
You look at me and I'm not good enough.

Living a dream so long as I please you
But once I slip, then you'll say I disease you.

Tell me to talk, but you'll only perceive me.
Do what I'm told, and you'll never leave me.

You cut me deep, I'm forbidden to bleed.
No wounds will come if I always concede.

Bleeding inside, from the shards of romance.
Love is divine, but I'm not worth the chance.

"Cut it out, babe, stop feeling so crappy.
I won't want you if you don't make me happy."

I always thought you were too high above me
You'll only stay for as long as you love me.

Like deja vu, it's almost traditional,
for me to learn that your love's conditional.

Crazy for you, like I was way back then.
Wanting you, so I asked for it again.