Why
Do you want to be with me?
I’ve got nothing to offer.
Can’t you see?

Why
Do you think that I can make you whole,
When I’m less than half a person.
Don’t you know?

Don’t ask for much. I don’t have it.
I go through the motions out of habit.

Why
Do you think that we can work this out?
When you don’t even know
What this is all about?

Why
Do you refuse to realize
That anything that’s ever lived,
Also must die.

Don’t ask for much. I don’t have it.
I go through the motions out of habit.

I wish that I could get past my hang-ups
Not feel so banged up and bruised.
You wouldn’t feel so cheated and used.