Everything is spinning.
You keep on winning.
You wrap me up so tight.
But I'm too tired so I don't try to fight.
I told you it was over.
Why are you still here?
Its you I fear.
What is happening?
Our hearts overlapping?
Once again you win.
But this time my heart has grown so thin.
I don't know if I'll make it this time.
For this is our last rhyme.