Right when I think things are getting better
And I get to a place of pure happiness
Things go wrong like a tornado tears through a town
And leaves my heart a complete mess
I thought we made some progress
And I'd never feel like this again
But it seems that we return to the scene of the crime
Always whenever you're around your friend
If you want to seem macho and in charge of your life
Then maybe you shouldn't have made me your wife
We are suppose to be partners
Once two but now one
Instead you're fighting with me and twisting the truth
Laughing with your friends and having fun
Leaving me a broken mess thinking the worst
Filled with so much sadness I'd burst
Wasn't that suppose to happen but with the opposite
But I guess it's my fault…I did it
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem