I left my life behind for you,
Still you're not satisfied..
What the hell do you want from me?
I gave up all aspects of me,
To keep you satisfied..
What the hell do you want from me?
What makes you think you're so special?
You would have nothing if it wasnt for me..
is it time i left?
is it time to go?
I find myself remembering..
is there nothing left?
I think its time to go..
I feel the pain, its fading..