Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Nothing Left

Did you really expect me to stay,
When you have nothing left to say?
I have to move on from here.
I have to quit living in fear.
Fear that I might hurt you.
When all along, hurt is all you know to do.

I can't breathe when I'm around you.
If I don't go, my life is through.
How do I leave?
How do I take that leap?
I'm not sure I can live without you.
Its hard when thats all I'm used to.
Then there's the question,
What about all the time that I've invested?

All I have left to show is heartache.
I'm walking on glass,
Under me I hear it break.
I have to go.
All I have now is what I know.
This is all thats left of me.
Can't you see?
You took all the rest.
You've made me a mess.
I hope God has mercy on my soul,
because living with you has made it cold.

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