This is unhealthy, isn't it? Depending on you like this... I can't help it, though. You save me over and over and over And I know you must be tired By now, who wouldn't be. I try, I really do try... But after ruthlessly trying, Over and over and over, I have to come back to you, Crawling on my hands and knees, Scraped, bruised, and bleeding. I can only live through so many Kicks to the head And I'm sorry, so so sorry That I lack the strength to end it So I wont have to live through so many Kicks to the head And so that you'll never have to save me again