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Cut myself open wide,

reach inside,

help yourself to all

I have to give.

And then you help

yourself again, and then

complain that you didn't like

the way I put the knife in wrong.

You didn't like the way

my blood spilled on your

brand-new floor.

What would you say

if I walked away?

Would you appreciate?

But then it'd be too late!

Because I can only take so

much of your ungrateful ways,

everything is never enough.

Sacrifice my life,

neglect my kids and wife.

All for you to be happy!

All those sleepless nights,

and countless fights

to give you more.

And then you say how dare

that I didn't write you back.

I must be too good for you,

I only care about myself.

What would you say

if I walked away?

Would you appreciate?

But then it'd be too late!

Because I can only take so

much of your ungrateful ways,

everything is never enough!