I feel like I'm broken damaged goods
just to be thrown away
a few have already told me
I've reached my expiration date
good for a while to lend a helping hand
then they leave without a reason why
time wasted to be tossed to the wind
without a single good-bye
but i guess thats what I've made myself
a toy for the amusement of all around
a sponge to soak up all their pain
then left in it all to drowned
i feel like a broken record
each new song is always the same
it starts off quick and happy
then ends in pulsing pain
i have given so much
asked little in return
all i want is a difference
for once skip the crash and burn
but when i lay it all out to analyze
i realize the problem is me
so I'll continue to punish myself
while the others continue to leave
