Bipolar Love

You tear me down then you pick me up You dust me off then knock me down once more I cry as you laugh Then you scoop me up in your arms Then you drop me again I say this is enough But you keep going like it's some kind of sick game You assure me that it shall stop I believe And then you take my heart from my chest as it drops I fall with it As we crash to the ground Bloody tears flood the ashpalt I should of known this from the beginning That you would never see You'll be the death of me....