Sometimes I just don't get it when people take you for granted and when they don't need you, they push you away from their life

I am sitting here, living my life
in black coat and in white tie, what else there is?
Until you came in, to act violent and steal
What else there is in this world?
That you’ve manipulated in a twirl
shabby canvases, are rubbing against my face
And who are you to say?
That I can’t live for the rest of the day
I am happy as I am
But thy made me a miser
am I suppose to infer the life
That you’ve taken from me
but I must not perish, to your needs
but instead
I’ll make you collapse on your knee