Condescending

Condescending
Words and music by Steven Mesropian
2005 Problem With Plaid Music (ASCAP)

Build me up, fill me up with deceit
Shake me up; scattered pieces of me lost in a free fall
You feed me fantasy
It tastes like tragedy
Got nowhere left to retreat

Whenever you're condescending it burns
The longer it takes for mending it burns
The way that you drive a blade through my heart
It tears me apart
Whenever you're condescending

Pick me up, prop me up on my feet
Stand me up; leave me hanging by a thread off a rag doll
I want no part of this
Your rage and unkindness
You'd think Id melt from the heat

Whenever you're condescending it burns
I've broken my back from bending it burns
The way that you drive a blade through my heart
It tears me apart
Whenever you're condescending

Should have broke the silence
It could have made a difference
Just looking at what's become of us
It makes me want to cry

Yeah, I should have seen it coming
I should have started running
Not looking at what's in front of us
I suddenly realize that you could have done one thing
Lift me up!

Whenever you're condescending it burns
When there is nothing left worth defending it burns
The way that you drive a blade through my heart
It tears me apart
Whenever you're condescending.
Youve turned the final page of my heart
And tore it apart, yeah
Whenever you're condescending
Whenever you're condescending
Whenever you're condescending it burns
Whenever you're condescending