Fine, I'll be Your Punching Bag

Fine, I'll be your punching bag.
Go on, take your shot.
I'll be kind,
I'll be gracious,
I'll be everything you're not.

Fine, I'll be your punching bag.
You've done it all along.
I'll give my consent,
I won't resist,
But I know you know it's wrong.

Fine, I'll be your punching bag,
But grant me this one grace:
You can hit me high,
You can hit me low,
But please, no more in the face.

Fine, I'll be your punching bag;
There's nothing else to do-
Because it's easy,
Because it's hard,
And because I'll always love you.

How I Wanna Live

My heart's beating fast,
And my head is reeling.
I know you think it's bad
But I love this feeling

I've spent way too long
Caring what they see;
I'm done with that mess,
Now I'm living for me.

It may be short
But it's how I wanna live.
Only my all,
That's all I wanna give.

I love this feeling,
Living on a high.
I'm done with tears,
No longer will I cry.

Living for me.
Living for now.
Living for God,
I'm living how
I wanna live.

Everything moves
Faster than I realize.
No control,
My life moves before my eyes.

I don't care,
This is how I wanna live.
Say what you want,
I give what I wanna give

It may be short
But it's how I wanna live.
Only my all,
That's all I wanna give.

I love this feeling,
Living on a high.
I'm done with tears,
No longer will I cry.

Living for me.
Living for now.
Living for God,
I'm living how
I wanna live.

Do It All Wrong

Be my inspiration
Just don't blame me
When you end up in a song
Go ahead, this is an open invitation.
In fact it's better
When you do it all wrong.

Do it how
You think it should be done.
Do it for me,
But do it all wrong.

Live your life,
But let me live mine.
Play it safe,
I'll leave it all on the line.

Be Real

I feel so sick
But I'll make the most of it.
Moan and complain,
I'll take another hit
Of life.
I should be so grateful,
But instead I resent
You and this life,
And all you represent.

In time you'll see
Just what you've done to me.
I guess you did your best,
Maybe it's better than the rest,
But still...

It sucks.
And sometimes I hate it.
I know you love me,
But please don't fake it.
When you're mad at me
For being who I wanna be,
Be real.
That's all I ask-
Be real.