What's Left

I know I need to let you go now
Put you down, walk right out
But I cannot stand a single moment
Knowing I will go without

Your wickedness is consuming me
Your ploy is perfectly placed
And despite my better judgment
I just want another taste

You are nothing that I need
But everything I desire
And while I'm not thinking forever
I'm thinking I'd like to retire

Because this game is getting old
I've beaten it every time
You're nothing new; a toy to chew
And you've no idea you're mine

I'm sick of domination
I'm tired of weary games
Don't tell me things I want to hear
Simply call my name

I'm sick of infatuation
I'm battling this fatigue
Just let me go so I can know
If there's anything left of me