Punching Bag
You say something I don't like
And I hit you
You flinch
I hit you again
You say stop
But I don't
Cause the fact that you're still standing
Let's me know that you won't--
Stop loving me
And even though I appreciate it
That doesn't stop me from running my hand across your face
Cause you're my punching bag
I know you don't like it
But I use you as my stress reliever
You heal me
Even though all I give you is bruises
You carefully put the pieces of my heart back together while restoring my trust
Who can I give my heart to, to cradle with care?
Fight for me, even when all I do is fight you
You ARE too damn good
And I didn't know your heart spread that wide
With enough love that you would take me back
Even though I knocked you down once too many
I could tell you I love you
Kiss you to make the pain go away
Even pleasure you to take your mind off the situation
But that doesn't stop you from feeling used and taken advantage of
Only I can hurt you and love you at the same time
Confuse you
So you don't know if you should run from or run to me
I just ask that you forgive me with each hit
Understand this is my condition
A habit I want so bad to quit
Cause I never believed in a woman abusing a man
Until you looked at me with fear
That I was no longer your lover
But the attacker with her fist