[First Verse] If I try to let you go Im the one who drowns I always seem To get the short stick The one that carries all the weight I put this all on me The weight of it on my shoulders Ill probably buckle under pressure But maybe thats what we all need [Chorus] How much to you truly need? Every single last damn piece of me? Ive run out of things to give Theres almost nothing left Because youve taken everything [Second Verse] Im killing myself slowly for you Confused, you keep coming back Ever determined To take one more breath Of life still Do what you need But leave well enbough alone
enbough, weight, need, drowns, buckle