Sick and tired of trying,
it feels just like I'm dying.
Every piece of me is split in two.
I give without pretending,
still feels like this is ending,
and I do it all for you.
Emotions on the border,
temper getting shorter,
I wish that I could run away and hide.
This thorn in my side,
had to swallow my pride.
Just giving in, to be by your side.
Always giving, not receiving
has pierced my heart now bleeding.
The only part that's left of me is you