Breaking Point

I'm tired of being twisted and turned

Bent over backwards to make your life more

Hitchin a ride on my back

Drainin me dry then taking off like it's fine

My bad for expecting more.

Terrible, I know

To ask someone to carry me too

I’m not an emotional battery

There ain’t no excuse for using me

And yeah, it’s on me

I let ’em take too much, pull it all away

But I’m done breaking

I’m done waiting

Done hoping someone would care

I'm more than a “thank you,”

More than a personal favor

I finally did it

Finally turned off my heart

Turned it away

Faced all the pain

Processed the thoughts

And shut it all down

You pushed me past my point.

And that girl?

She ain’t coming back.

She’s buried in the past

She ain’t coming back.

No… she ain’t coming back.

It feels pathetic to admit it, but I’m so messed up

Try so hard every day, but it never adds up

I’m the strong one

I don’t get to break, I don’t get to cry,

Gotta hold it all in while the world walks by

I gotta listen, meet expectations, keep everybody proud

One slip-up and suddenly I’m nothing, too much, too loud

I care about people and every one of 'em leaves

Stand up for myself? Nah, I freeze

Scared my parents’ll cut me off if I disagree,

So I toe the line, do the work, lose a piece of me

People get close, use me up, then disappear again

Like all I’m good for is favors, notes, or helping 'em win.

I’m not graceful, not soft, not some picture-perfect brand

I mess up, I get dirty, I ask questions they can’t understand

I act to young, to serious, I want a bike, I want cars,

But I guess girls like me don’t get guys

That’s just how things are

My family cares when it benefits ’em,

Then the love fades away

No real friends, they vanish when they don’t get their share,

And you… you tried. But even you, I don’t know if you’ll be there

I’m tired of giving everything just to get hurt again

Of holding everybody up while my soul caves in

I go numb ’cause feeling hits like a truck

And when it hits I wanna scream, punch walls, say “I’ve had enough.”

But I don’t get to be angry

I don't get to be upset

I try doing things for me and they twist every choice, every want, every plan I make

Sometimes I think,

“Pack your bags, run — just take a break.”

But I know it’d break them

It’s a broken kind of love, but it’s still their love for me

And I’m stuck in the middle,

Never feeling like I’m enough

So what am I supposed to do

When wanting ten minutes alone

Makes me the villain too?

I’m not running away

I just don’t got a reason to stay

I’m done fighting just to feel okay

Done begging for a place to stay

I gave my heart till there was nothing left

You pushed me past my breaking point

Past the girl I used to be

She’s gone buried deep

And I’m finally letting her sleep.

No more bending till I snap

Carrying all this on my back

If you’re looking for the girl who lived for everyone else…

Yeah, she ain’t coming back.