Second Best

Tell me who gave fate the right to decide The prayers are sent in droves but it feels like God has fallen behind Tell me who gave fate the right to decide Tell me why I should even try I can't change your mind! Fuck I can't hold you up When you won't admit you're stuck Still so much left to lose It's time for you to choose And I'm fucking sick of second best I'm not worth it Tried to hold you up Did you even give a fuck?! I'm losing you Though I'm prepared as I could be I'm still not ready for you to leave There is nothing I can do Nothing - And I'm losing you Tell me who gave fate the right to decide The prayers are sent in droves But I see that you don't care to try Continue to test my patience Continue to push and pull Continue to choose a substance Don't stop til the casket's full And I'm so sick of second best So fucking sick of second best I'm so sick of second best So fucking sick of second best