Woorden: Dream Theater. Octavarium. Never Enough.

Cut myself open wide, reach inside
Help yourself to all I have to give
And then you help yourself again
And then complain

That you didn't like the way
I put the knife in wrong
You didn't like the way
My blood spilled on your brand new floor

What would you say
If I walked away?
Would you appreciate?
But then it'd be too late

'Cause I can only take so much
Of your ungrateful ways
Everything is never enough

Sacrifice my life, neglect my kids and wife
All for you to be happy
All those sleepless nights
And countless fights to give you more

And then you say how dare that
I didn't want you back
I must be too good for you
I only care about myself

What would you say
If I walked away?
Would you appreciate?
But then it'd be too late

'Cause I can only take so much
Of your ungrateful ways
Everything is never enough

What would you say
If I walked away?
Would you appreciate?
But then it'd be too late

'Cause I can only take so much
Of your ungrateful ways
Everything is never enough