Psychological War

You twisted every word I ever said
Now the truth is tangled up inside my head
You fuck up again and then you blame me
Screaming that I'm crazy, maybe I am

I'm the one that's coming back for more
You're just breaking me, not any laws
Looking at me, tell me that I'm pretty
Swear you'd never hit me, I wish you would

'Cause if there was blood upon the floor
And I could see your fist went through the wall again
Maybe then I wouldn't have to fight no more
In this psychological war

If there were bruises on my skin
And they could see the pain you put me in again
Maybe then I wouldn't have to fight no more
In this psychological war

Here's to the years that you broke me in private
And all of my fears about breaking my silence
Here's to the night that I finally left you for freedom

Your reputation, I left it un-shattered
For some fucking reason, I still think it matters
I'm on your side, though you left me to die, why?

'Cause if there was blood upon the floor
And I could see your fist went through the wall again
Maybe then I wouldn't have to fight no more
In this psychological war

If there were bruises on my skin
And they could see the pain you put me in again
Maybe then I wouldn't have to fight no more
In this psychological war

No, hold on contact
No, hold on go back
Don't you let him in again, no
'Cause soon he's gonna win again

No, hold on contact
No, hold on go back
Don't you let him in again, no
Soon he's gonna win again

'Cause if there was blood upon the floor (if there was blood upon the floor)
And I could see your fist went through the wall again
Maybe then wouldn't have to fight no more (wouldn't have to fight no more)
In this psychological war