getting harder and harder to breathe

how dare you say that my behavior is unacceptable? so condescending unnecessarily critical. i have the tendency of getting very physical, so watch your step cause if i do you'll need a miracle! you drain me dry and make me wonder why i'm even here. this double vision i was seeing is finally clear. you want to stay but you know very well i want you gone. not fit to funkin' tread the ground i'm walking on!
when it gets cold outside and you got nobody to love, you'll understand what i mean when i say "there's no way we're gonna give up". and like a little girl cries in the face of a monster that lives in her dreams... "is there anyone out there? cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe."
what you are doing is screwing things up inside my head. you should know better you never listened to a word i said! clutching your pillow and writhing in a naked sweat, hoping somebody someday, will do you like i did?

does it kill? does it burn? is it painful to learn that it's me that has all the control?
does it thrill? does it sting? when you feel what i bring and you wish that you had me to hold?