it's been sixteen long years
of trying my best to get over these fears
i've been trying to grow up with grace
i've been dying to show off this face
i can't produce another heart
i only have the one you tore apart
i can't be your everything my sweet
i only try but end up getting beat
you know baby i burn just for you
you know i'd do anything you ask me to
just use me up and and throw me away
i'll be fine as i slowly start to decay