The more I gave
The more you wanted.

The more I succoured you to well being  
The more you led me astray
I gave and gave until I couldn't give you no more.

Just like a plague ravaging a city. It was over long before it even began.

You were already gone and I was at the polar of "okay".

And the fact of the matter is I couldn't have stopped you even if I tried because what good is a wooden shed in a hurricane?