I Have Nothing Left
I have nothing left to offer,
nothing left to give.
I have nothing left to give you,
I've barely enough to live!
These thoughts have me shackled
to a past I cannot escape.
This is my present misery,
this is my present fate.
Deep inside, I'm screaming,
yet I only show a grin.
No one sees the agony
or the pain that is within.
To show pain would be weakness
and that would open the door
to a past that I've kept secret
and it would only hurt me more.
I've tried so long to be happy,
tried so hard to be free
but I'm tired of trying to change;
this is who I'm meant to be.
What is there left to offer?
What is there left to save?
I'm tired of always trying,
tired of being brave!
nothing left to give.
I have nothing left to give you,
I've barely enough to live!
These thoughts have me shackled
to a past I cannot escape.
This is my present misery,
this is my present fate.
Deep inside, I'm screaming,
yet I only show a grin.
No one sees the agony
or the pain that is within.
To show pain would be weakness
and that would open the door
to a past that I've kept secret
and it would only hurt me more.
I've tried so long to be happy,
tried so hard to be free
but I'm tired of trying to change;
this is who I'm meant to be.
What is there left to offer?
What is there left to save?
I'm tired of always trying,
tired of being brave!