what makes me stay
when any normal person
would've run the other way
can i give you any reason
why i hold on
when everything you do
everything you say
points me
to a different direction?
do i like the pain?
am i addicted to the
sweet, sweet, misery?
do i like the torture
love the torment
crave the slow
burning smell of fear
my fear
why do i remain here
when you've effectively
crushed every hope
every potential
of the dream i have
of you staying with me?

so why am i still here?
what else am i waiting for?
do i really want more?

sometimes i get so tired
so spent
so torn apart
i just wanna stop
but if i do
what else would be there left for me?
could i go on?
will i have the courage
to face the coming days
knowing i lost you
i can't imagine existing
in a world where you don't

so i guess i'd have
to stay here
endure some more of this
'cause i know
however badly i'm hurting now,
letting you go will hurt even worse