For Nothing

Will you show me the light
at the end of the tunnel,
Will you actually hold
me close for forever,
All of what we do
It's just some sort of fable.

You would rather put me
on a chopping board.
Dice me, Slice Me.

I'll fetch you off from work,
massage your back if it hurts,
I'll buy you a thousand happy gifts
and do whatever else you please,,
All of that I'll do
I'll call fable.
A fancy dreamscape
where we roam.

But you would rather put me
on a chopping board.
Dice me, Slice Me.
Just leave me to crack for nothing.
you would rather put me
on a chopping board.
Dice me, Slice Me.
Just leave me out for nothing.
Almost nothing.

p/s:i've got no idea why i'm letting shit to happen.