Empty, but I've already left
Nothing to return for and little to be kept
Willing, unavailable at best
Clouded with delusions and weary without rest

This will break
I just can't
So I will burn the other end

Onward, forced through what is next
And only for the benefit of somebody else
Stubborn, I refuse to ask for help
The only expense is just the debt to myself

This will break
I just can't
So I will burn the other end

Guilty, resenting what I've done
Traded everything I love for what I have become
It's wasted, no wonder I'm afraid
Always struggling to justify the sacrifice I've made

This will break
I just can't
So I will burn the other end