Is This The End Of Everything We've Known?

I'm sick of waiting for you to come back.
I'm sick of you being okay without me.
I'm sick of not being okay without you.
I'm sick of feeling so empty all the time.
I'm sick of not having you to hold onto.
I'm sick of being stuck in a one-way relationship that I no longer want to take part in.

I'm sick of you.

Get the fuck out of my head, and give me back my heart. All you're doing is breaking it.

"I've got the gun
All I need is ten cents for the bullet
I feel helpless, sleeping at best, waiting for your return
Are you ever coming home?"