You make me bitter. Watching you cry in the mirror, is like Blind man, hands on the pillar. You go, taking me with ya Bucket at the bottom of well, left here when the fount runs dry So you're always pulling me up! Ain't you so kind, creating need where your help can go? And am i out my mind, for wishing we would just come to blows? Cause i be taking hits every time we're like this I be taking hits every time we're like this This is breaking me down, bit by bit This quiet's breaking me down, bit by bit All this - pretending, and angling, with no grace to end things Cause you hate me, you need me, and maybe want to be me? look (Fact is) i hurt you when i've had enough (We're in pieces) cause i hurt you when i've had enough (The truth is), i hurt you when i've had enough Darling, we're in pieces, and i hurt you when i've had enough Sometimes i think i a hit would be better than this (Cause i be taking hits every time we're like this) This is breaking me down, bit by bit This quiet's breaking me down, bit by bit If this is how you want me, then it's how you got me (And you got me, like you do)