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I often wonder what I�m getting out of this,
With everyday brings something to dismiss,
And it�s not an easy thing for me to say,
Because I can�t admit defeat so easily,
But everyday you make me feel
like I�m all outta luck,
And you give off the impression that you couldn�t give a fuck,
As I stand here in the winter in the freezing cold,
You don�t offer me your jacket or your hand to hold,
There is no protective shelter from the raging storm,
No dancing flames in a burning fire to keep me warm,
I surrendered my ambitions and goals for you,
And now look at my life what it has come to,
Cold and empty sitting alone in the dark,
With nothing left but a broken heart,
This life could have been so much better,
If we had only stuck together...