Battered and Bruised

Guess I had to be kind of blind not to see
how it was bound to be in vain
Hung around for the plot to thicken
while being stabbed again and again
This time I’ll burn all bridges leading back
cause I’m not sure I’m strong enough
I simply have to bail, I’m far to frail
to be at the receiving end
I feel torn apart and abused
battered and bruised

I guess I’m stupid to nurture an addiction to hope
but it’s not my only vice
I surrendered again thought things would change
Now imagine my surprise
This time I’ll burn all bridges leading back
cause I’m not sure I’m strong enough
I simply have to bail, I’m far to frail
to be at the receiving end
I feel torn apart and abused
battered and bruised