You Or Me

I'm empty A bucket without water A button without thread Might as well be dead I have nothing more to give Live? Sure, but what's the sense if you feel nothing? I'm listless I've run out I gave out too much Got nothing in return Don't feel like licking my burns It's of the highest degree Let it consume me Hate being the martyr But how long must I suffer?!?! I'm tired of feeling if I only get pushed back In the fire I go there every time for you willingly But I tire I tire of taking the pain for you There's a heart in here too And it hurts just as much as yours I can't duct tape your little pieces and hold them together anymore I can't do it! I'm sorry, but even I have a limit While holding you I break Yet I continue to May I let go? No? Oh...