Nothing left to give

Марина Фордвэкс
You're cutting my soul open
To take a peek inside
To sift through all my dreams
And all the things I try to hide

You'll take what you think's worthy
And leave the rest behind
I'll be damaged further
And you will still be blind

You choose what to remember
And wipe away the rest
But while ignorance's your bliss
It's a bullet in my chest

So next time that you see me
And try to catch my eye
I'll whisper: I've got nothing left to give…
And keep on walking by