It’s an endless dripping. The scars remain all my garments are stained, and there you wait, for me to take notice. I try to wipe it all away. The blood still stays it continues to cascade, from my cut.
And I want you to realize that I have had enough.
You ask too much of me and I, I want it all too and then our pattern repeats; unforgiving, relentless.
You ask too much of me and I, I want it all too; unforgiving, relentless, wanting.
Pounding joints, hard, and cold, and solid. I think I might be too old for this. My memory serves to remind me that I can accomplish all this crap, that I’ve signed up for at your request, at your request.
And I want you to realize that I have had enough.
Chorus
And I’m still bleeding. It no longer hurts. I’m still running alongside you. As I look up from my cluttered designs, I see you still waiting for me after all this time.