Ready To Halt

Open up the door and slap me right in the face
Drag in the dirt, bring back the hurt, bring back my disgrace
Read from the book kept locked with anger and rage
My life crumbles before your eyes, and you just turn the page
Sure, I'm on my back again, didn't you hear the thud?
Throw me on the floor and grind my face in the mud
Now I'm stained, and no magic rain will cleanse my fault
You fucked me over again, my friend, but are you ready to halt?
I can't call it family, and I can't call it a friend
I can't call it over
I just can't bring it to an end
A little dazed, a little crazed, but I'm bent on hate
How could I forgive, how could I compensate?
For years now, my bed has been a barbed-wire fence
Those dreams you ruined are worth more than dollars and cents