Go ahead and hurt me:
kill this numb void.
Make me feel something,
for my love for you
quickly turned into medicine
like those pills I take
that work as briefly as a spark burns
and make me feel nothing,
but I stay here
simply to have some place to be
to say someone cares
to tell that cluster of beautiful lies,
but this home is like a hospital now,
so rip me apart like a letter you can't bring yourself to read,
for I'm the one you can't bring yourself to love.