Why do I love you?
Is it the things you do
Or the things we've been through?
When we were one,
I tried many things for you.
I made sure I gave you pleasure
But you never gave me the same measure.
Why do you constantly abuse me?
Why do you continually misuse me?
When we would fight,
Day after day
Night after night
I would cry
Asking God why
I forgave you
But still I ask
Why do I still love you?
After all the shit you put me through....
