You'll never make it.
You can't take it.
Not this time.
We've gone so far.
And yet done so little.
You're letting go,
But I'm still holding on.
Doing what I can.
Trying harder the before.
Just to be happy,
Happy with you.
And only you.
You're my only one.
The reason I breath.
But you're killing me.
You take pleasure,
In leaving me wondering.
Why, I don't know.
It's all part of the,
Games we play.
You're always winning.
And I'm still losing.
