Counting On Me

Counting On Me You're always counting on me. Watching me bleed. You're so care free. Spending all the money. Never appreciated a thing. Always asking for more everyday. I feel the frustration building up inside. It was all a lie. You take me for granted. It was fun while it lasted. No more conflict. I am now dominant. Take back what is mine. Walk out the front door, leave you behind. I answer to no one. I am done. No more controlling. The hate is boiling. The rage is never ending. An appetite of destruction in flames. No more chains. I am free in a blaze