I get it, she's not always right,
But I'm not gonna argue, it's not worth the fight.
Even if she's wrong, she won't say so,
When I try to tell her, things start to blow.
She'd bring up the past, all she has done for me,
To make me feel guilty, like I can't disagree.
Then I to talk to him, try to keep it calm,
But he gets heated, and starts to drop the bomb.
I see the anger, it's all in his eyes,
No matter what I say, he won't compromise.
They're not bad, but they're not perfect, too.
She is great and he has his good, too.
But seeing them both, feels like a constant fight,
Like I'm always caught in a struggle, day and night.
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