Why don\'t you love me?
Why do you hate me so much?
I\'ve done so many messed up things in the past, I admit
But why must everything and everyone
Be taken away from me?
Why must I feel so alone
When the rest of the world has friends?
Why must evil people come into my life
And take my heart for granted?
For I am your punching bag!
You never loved me at all
I am falling over the edge
And I have finally relapsed...
Why don\'t you love me at all
When I was faithful to you
And praised you to all the world?
I guess I am not good enough
To be a rose in your garden,
I guess I am not good enough
To live at all,
For I am your punching bag
I want to die,
For I am your punching bag
Life is all a lie,
For I am your punching bag
The empath never wins!
For I am your punching bag
My final hell begins.