Punching Bag

I see right through
You and your insecurity
But like a window pane streaked with rain
Your tears aren't mine to wipe away

You think you got me on the ropes
But I won't be your punching bag for blows

Why are you scared of me?
That hiss and rattle is coming from you
You're blinded by the skin you can't shed
A new self lies just underneath

You think you got me on the ropes
But I won't be your punching bag for blows

If hell hath no fury like a woman scorned
Then don't piss me off, and say that you weren't warned
You shouldn't bite the hand that feeds you good advice

Aren't you tired of running
Round and round and round and round in a circle
You'll catch up to your tail soon enough
You'll bark from your own bite
Don't wanna tell you twice it's not my job
To help you live your life

So let's set the record straight
You have to shoulder all that weight
Cause I'm not your punching bag