It Tears Me Apart

What happened? You know? Its been all these years, and still you refuse to be wrong. You've got to listen to me, you can't win all the time. And the truth is, you don't. You rarely do. I only have to agree with you because of these strings attached to my bruised elbows, joints, and whatnot. Its terrifying. You need your space, fine. Just don't yell at me. All I want to do is help. All I DO is help. Just remember that. You don't understand what's important to me. You never do. You would rather sleep away the day and responsibilities, than keep your promises to provide me with what I need. That's right, so forgive me for standing up for what I believe in.