I would slit my wrists and bleed for him,
but I know he wouldn't care,
I would give my life to save his,
but he wouldn't notice I was no longer there.
I would crawl through fire and ashes,
to protect him from the heat,
but I know he would walk right over me,
then throw gasoline on my feet.
I would jump in front of a hungry lion,
to save him from certain doom,
but I know he would just walk through the door,
locking it with the lion still in the room.
I would give him my lungs if he needed them,
if his were destroyed beyond repair,
but I know he would then take up smoking,
and chuckle while I gasped for air.
I'm not sure why I would help him,
when it's always me that gets the pain,
I just know that I always would,
and it's driving me insane.
Because I don't think he really notices,
the pain he's put me through,
and I don't want to have to explain it,
cause it's something I would never do.
Or maybe he knows just what he's doing,
and wants to see how much I can take,
I just know that whatever happens,
in front of him I will not break.
Pretty soon I will avoid him completely,
but I'm just not ready for that today,
so I give him yet another chance,
to hear what he has to say.
Maybe tomorrow things will be different,
but for now every things the same,
forgiving him for murder,
because without him I'd go insane.
I still need him in my life,
no matter how much pain he brings,
because he makes me so happy,
if I can avoid his painful stings.
He's like a siren on the rocks,
hypnotizing me with his song,
drawing me closer toward certain pain,
and I've forgotten how to be strong.
Pretty soon I'm going to crash,
but at least I'll be safe from him,
safe from all the pain he's caused,
and the tears he can bring on a whim.
But for now we just keep on dancing,
waiting for that fateful day,
the day he pushes things to far,
the day I turn and walk away.
