Breaking point

I never have it in me,
to tell you what I really think
I have given everything,
and you leave me at the bottom to sink.
I get good-bye when I force you,
and love when you have nowhere else to run.
Now that I see through all of this bullshit, i'm done.
Find someone who you won't bring to his knees.
Find someone,
with the heart to believe.
I see more than one car,
on this two-way street.
The days pass and as I grow weak,
you drain more life out of me.
how could you go on just the same,
knowing i'm tired and with anger in your wake?