Why do I still care?

Tell me what's wrong with me?
Tell me why I'm so easy to give up and then maybe I can fix it.

So who do I run to when your not here?

If this is how things are going to be then buddy I'm out. I'm done playing these games.

I'm past the point of breaking and I'm not sure if I'm gunna make it.

I'm sick and tired of everybody thinking they know what's best for me.

There's only lies, there's only fears, there's pain; there is no love here.

Why don't I do you all a favour and just leave?

You finally broke me down; I hope your happy now.

I hate the way my life is turning out to be.