"I'm on my knees, beggin'. Please don't go. Stay..."
Stay? I won't allow myself to waste one more day.
Why now? Why do you always do this,
on the heart, on the pain, you take a piss.
I am nothing to you, but the dirt to be walked on.
Leave me now, let me be, running; hand me the long-deserved baton.
I want so desperately to say I am free.
Times been rough, times gone down; wouldn't you agree?
There is no longer an us, only a me and only a you.
Not again - oh baby, please, not again. Don't do,
this to the love that once existed, don't throw your life into a black & blue.
Over the edge you push me, only just to find,
already put to rest the love that thrived is my mind.
I will survive this, but what will you be doing?
It seems so comical that you're always thinking bout you, loving-
you, and the moment I rise up to go, you remember,
I am your burning ember.
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