If only you knew how much it hurt,
Lying here face down in the dirt.
Unable to move or breathe or cry,
And barely even able to die.
I've often asked why did it happen to me,
But clear as day the 'why' I can now see.

I allowed it to happen and for you to take hold,
I allowed it all and now I feel cold.
Chilled to my core and my fire extinguished,
The lust for life I have now relinquished.
No sparkle no lust no need to go on,
And no charming thoughts since you've been gone.
I don't want your pity and I don't want your shame,
I just want you to stop this silly little game.

I can't open my mouth but I want you to know,
No matter the cost I must go on with the show.
The final curtain call my last night on stage,
The choice is made I'm no longer your Page.
It is going to be hard to do what is right,
But I am going to try with every ounce of my might.

Every day is a fight a head full of strife,
Every day is a fight and a waste of a life.
Every day is a fight the war's just begun,
Every day is a fight now that the fat-lady's sung.