~Used Goods~

I bring you the pieces of my heart.
It's all I have to give.
This is my only conversation piece.

They'd cut your hands
From the pain that drips.
Shattered puzzles without peace.

I bring you the bits of my life.
It's all I have to bring.
This is my only conversation piece.

They'd pucker your lips
From the bitterness within,
That doesn't seem to cease.

I'd bring you these pieces,
They're all I have to give.
I'd give you this life,
It's all I have to live.

There's nothing of Value in me.
No treasure for you to see.
It's so empty.
So empty.

All I have give...
It's this endless life to live.
It's filled with every pain imaginable.
It's filled with every sting tangible.
And more so.
This cross to tow.
My living woe.

So...
I'd bring you these pieces,
They're all I have to give.
I'd even give you my life.
It's all I have to live.

I'd give it all to you...
I'd give all my used and empty self to you.