Whats left of me?
Not much I'm afraid
Insecurity in a world I never craved
What can I offer you
when theres nothing I can see
What am I gonna do
to honour your belief
That I'm a new man
rebuilt from bits of broken me
Left in corners to gather dust
Woken only when I must
I want to be the one for you... it's just
Theres nothing i can see
Nothing much of me
Nothing seems to own me endlessly
Theres nothing left...
Theres nothing left of me.
So what do you see?
On the outside do I seem the same?
A remnant of a world long erased
Not much to offer you
Surely that much you see
What can I be for you
When theres nothing left for me