Why can't I hold onto anything that long, anything that's good to me? No I just let it go, I'm losing control, I'm falling apart at the seams.
You say I can't be there for you, but I say how can I be there for you when I can't be there for myself.
One more time around, cause this is the last round, just line them all up in a row. Yeah it all ends tonight, so don't put up a fight I hate it to end but I know
You say I can't be there for you, but I say how can I be there for you when I can't be there for myself. I am dying on the inside, I'm black and rotten, I am rotten to the core. And I let myself slip. And this can't be right. What has happened to my life? It's happened far too many times and I want to turn out the light.
I pick up the pieces and put them together, but none of this makes sense to me. Is this really who I am? Guess I don't give a damn. There's nobody that can change me.