I sit here
lost to the world
with you on my mind
what was so wrong with me
that you had to rip up my world
just so you could feel powerful
what is so wrong with me
that you have to take every shread of what's left of me
and tear me to pieces
bit by bit
until I'm barely a shell with a hollow soul
tell me
what to do
for you to stop breaking every bone in my body
tell me what to do
with the little love I have left
it's not for you
it's not
for
you