Work in progress...

You made me weak,
standing there,
fingers in your hair,
all hips and lips,
and attitude.

You made me weak,
when you left me alone,
wracked and wrecked and stoned,
like a dog without a bone.

You made me weak.
You tore me down,
right down to the ground,
when you drove out of town.

You made me weak,
but now I'm strong,
I see you did me wrong,
and I don't need you.

You made me weak,
and thanks for that,
i had to face the fact,
that i needed to get strong.

You made me weak,
but that was then,
and now I start again,
and i won't lead with my chin.

You made me weak,
and now I'm strong,
you did me wrong,
so now i say 'So long!'

You made me weak,
but now I can see,
that you aren't what I seek,
because you're weak.