Don't I deserve it?
Don't I?

Haven't I done enough already, to see and be more than I get?
Every day I get up
and every day I stay alive.
every fucking day
so someone tell me why??

Why am I still not enough?
Why is me never enough?
Do you love me, still,
even though you're gone?
and was I worth it,
the joy, even though it didn't last long?

And I'm walking through my life
but staying in one place
a side-character, second choice
important to the band, but still a back-up voice.

Because, it's true.
some people are special,
some people you'll need.
but all you keep...