Will You Be There

Everyone's taking control of me,
Seems that the worlds
Got a role for me,
I'm so confused,
Will you show to me
You'll be there for me,
And care enough to bear me.

I don't think I deserve this.
I mean, I know the difference between right and wrong. I know there are some things that are just plain cruel. I know a lot of things about a lot of different people, just simply by looking at them.
Yes, in some ways, I judge.
But that's not how I see it. It's like a vibe I guess. I can just tell whether this person with worth my time, or worth anyones time. If they're going to hurt one of my friends because they're getting too close.
And yes, I choose to step in, to save people hurting. To look out for people.

Well I wanted you, I wanted no one else,
I thought it through, I got you to myself,
You got off everytime you got onto me,
And I got caught up in favourable slavery.

So, I'd say I have a fair idea on karma as well.
How someone can get what's coming to them. How revenge is horrible, but in some cases, it's acceptable if it means taking someone down a peg.
I know whether someone deserves to be treated the way they are, or if they deserve better than that, worse than that even.
I don't know if I'm making sense here.

No, it didn't matter what I tried,
It's just a little hard to leave when you're going down on me,
I guess I stuck around
So I could watch us fight for all the wrong reasons.

I know myself pretty well sometimes. I have a basic idea on who I am as a person, the kind of personality I have. Why I have the friends that I have, why they stick around me. I know what I need to change about myself, and what is fine just the way it is.
I don't intentionally hurt anyone, in fact, I spend every second on every day making sure I don't hurt anyone. I do what I know to be right, for myself, and for others.
That's why I know I don't deserve this.
I don't deserve to be treated like this, to be made to feel like everything is always my fault. To be used, over and over and over again.

I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing,
Just prayed to a God that I don't believe in.

I could so easily turn this back around. Be the one to hurt you.
What have I ever done to you apart from be here? I'm here to listen to you, I'm your little punching bag when you're in a bad mood. I try to help you when you ask. I stay up into hours of the morning I never knew existed, just because you need to talk. I ignore you when you ask me to, even though you get angry at me for not talking. I'm always the first to say something, or to smile. And I still don't 'put enough effort in'. Umm, put enough effort into what exactly?

I was crying when I met you,
Now I'm trying to forget you.

I have so much I could hate you over. So many things I don't let get to me, because it hurts just too much.
I don't want to hate you. I want to be over you already. It won't stop.
I can't not want to be with you. There are times when I want nothing to do with you, when everything just becomes too much and I want it to stop. When I turn everything off, and ignore you for as long as I possibly can.
Turns out, that's only around 4 or so hours.
Why? Because I remember everything I love about. Your smile, your eyes, the way you make me feel.
That's why I can't get over you, no matter how hard I try.
Despite the fact that you have hurt me more times than you have made me feel happy.

I'm over the wall,
Over the hill,
Over at your place,
I'm over the safeties,
Over the phone calls,
Over the rage,
What a mistake.

I want the pain to stop.
But I don't want to take the steps to do that.