Les Incompetent

What more am I to you than just another waste of space? A walking bad decision
an empty face?
And I keep losing everything, Long nights and longer drives aren’t comforting.
And what more is happiness, than out of reach? And what more is distance,
than you and me?
Well did you notice that everything was gone or did it ever seem to cross your
mind?
I swear it’s gone away, I swear I’m gone. But I am the only problem in this
home.
So I’ll sit and wait all day; because killing time is starting to kill me.
It was you that ran away, but killing time is starting to kill me.
I wish killing time would just start to kill me.