Blame it on me, beat me down for what you cannot see.
Convince me I'm always wrong, never right.
Tell yourself whatever helps you sleep at night.
You claim you know me best yet your so blind.
If you only knew, it wouldn't be hard to find.
Words can't persuade you other wise,
the spoken truth you see as lies.
Love is suppose to be understanding, not full of doubt.
Instead of compromising words you insist to shout.
Pinning me against these walls,
being this way you'll lose it all.