You Or Me
I'm empty
A bucket without water
A button without thread
Might as well be dead
I have nothing more to give
Live?
Sure, but what's the sense if you feel nothing?
I'm listless
I've run out
I gave out too much
Got nothing in return
Don't feel like licking my burns
It's of the highest degree
Let it consume me
Hate being the martyr
But how long must I suffer?!?!
I'm tired of feeling if I only get pushed back
In the fire
I go there every time for you willingly
But I tire
I tire of taking the pain for you
There's a heart in here too
And it hurts just as much as yours
I can't duct tape your little pieces and hold them together anymore
I can't do it!
I'm sorry, but even I have a limit
While holding you
I break
Yet I continue to
May I let go?
No?
Oh...
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