My body is heavy
My shoulders breaking
The last of my heart falling
He filled her with lies
Just to kill me
Her hate deadly
I'm always the scapegoat
You killed her
You let her speak wickedly
The blame is upon me
What is the point
I try helping
I try saving
I try giving everything
It's never enough
Nothing I do worthy
You hate me no matter what
I'm tired of it
I'm tired of living guilty
I'm tried of living
You make life hard
What is the point
I will never do it right
I'm a screw up
Are you happy now
What is the point
You silently laugh
Knowing I can't kick you away
I will hold the sign
Martyr
Martyr
Martyr
It shall read
At least that's what you call me
What's the point
This martyr is done
Done with it all
