Texty: Papa Roach. Getting Away From Murder. Done With You.

I count the days that we have spent apart
I've got a bad liver an' a broken heart
There's no salvation in the comfort of you
(Comfort of you)
And I finally realize you're tearin' me apart

So help me, save me
Tell me that the end is near
Help me, save me
Tell me that the end is here
I am done with you

You've made my life completely miserable
You drove me to the edge, you've caused me all this pain
But I always loved you 'cause you're, oh so special
(Oh so special)
I'm broken and I'm alone and I can not maintain

So help me, save me
Tell me that the end is near
Help me, save me
Tell me that the end is here
I am done with you

I am done with you
(Done with you)

I am done with you
(Done with you)
I am done with you
(Done with you)
(I am done)
I am done with you
(Done with you)
(I am done with you)

I count the days that we have spent apart
I've got a bad liver and a broken heart

Help me, save me
Tell me that the end is near
Help me, save me
Tell me that the end is here
I am done with you

Because you and me are through
You couldn't help me, you couldn't save me
Now I know the end is here
I am done with you