I never realized how much it takes to make me break.
Just when I think that I've had enough, there's so much more I can take.
Even though I'm still mad at you, I act like it's ok.
I guess that's just how it is, you feel more than you can say.
I guess I'll just sit here, acting okay.
But I don't know how much more I can fake.
Even though you say it's all okay, I know it's not.
But that's the way it is, the more you take, the more you've got.
