I Am The Survivor Of You

Tell me now please
Why is that you get pleasure out of hitting me
What have I done so wrong
To bring a pain this bad all along
Everything is what you said I was to you
Then tell me why do you get pleasure out of hurting me
Never once could I picture you rasing your hand
Just to bring it down again

I have lived like this with you for so long
Put up with the way you treat me
Please tell me why you get pleasure out of hitting me
Is it really that great
To raise your hand
And bring it down with so many tears that will fall when your done

Its always the same
You hit and hit again
Never once stopping to say your sorry
Just hitting away
When all is done you feel horrible you say
Then tell me why do you do it again

I want to know what pleasure does this bring you
To see the one you love fall to her knees
Brought to a total stop by your hand
I used to tell myself
He loves me thats why he does this

Its not the way to show love but he knows nothing else
I stayed here and took each hit like a man
Sure it hurt and it broke me inside
To see the rage inside
The feelings that you couldnt hide
The only way to let them out was by the swing of your hand

Well im finished now just so you know
No longer do I die inside to know
What pleasure you get out of hitting me
No longer will you put me though this hell
I will never again shed a tear for you

Its time you stopped
Which is something you cant do
So im leaveing you
Yes its killing me inside
But I no longer need to know
I will walk away with what is left of me

Just rmember I loved you thats why I couldnt stay
With this feeling no longer burning inside
No longer dying to know
What pleasure you get out of hitting me
Im gone

For I am your survivor