Take this life,
And hold it, tender in your hand.
Take this life,
And mold it according to the plan.
They'll move on –
A memory, leaving us behind.
You never asked me who I was,
But saw me for what I had to be.
You never wasted time on love
When knowing no truth could set us free.
You'll move on –
A memory, leaving us behind.
We're your legacy,
Abandoned, the remnants of a time.
I'll never know a mother's love again,
I'll never be beside her in the end.
The world just goes around, but every day I'm falling,
And I reach out, but no one hears me calling.
So I know now: I'll never live at all again.
Will you?
You never asked me who I am,
So tell me, did you ever give a damn?