There are patches of you sewed into every strand of dna I have
I realized when I chose to love you,
That I hated myself more than I thought I did.
Because to let you in I'd have to face everything again.
And let you leave me with the very little bit of myself I have left
And I'd have nothing.
And maybe that's what I want
because then I'd have the excuse to burn all the bridges I have left
Because all of me would be gone
There would be no more to give.
So to you I surrender my soul, I give you my being,
Take care of me for me, please
Because I have no more of myself to give you.