Granted

Sometimes I think you take me for granted You say you don't Every day you're angry For no reason Don't you think that maybe with your little perfect life And your little perfect friends Maybe one of them can be your punching bag today Day by day I take your hits Do you ever take mine? No I can't even talk to you anymore I have to turn to her And that makes you angry But why You caused this yourself Not me Maybe for once you should look in the mirror and see who you really are Maybe one day you'll notice what you do to me But maybe just maybe It'll be too late And I'll be done When that raging fire burns out in your soul And you finally notice I'm not there anymore You'll finally realize how alone I felt Even though you were right next to me