I give and give and give to you-
My willing clientele-
But I guess we all just thought you knew
The receiver must give as well.

Somewhere in delivery
That message must've been lost
Because you bleed me dry,
Without the bat of an eye,
Never thinking what it'd cost.

Relationships are built upon equality,
It's a two way street,
But I'm left starving at your feet
As you gorge yourself on my generosity.

I know it's wrong,
How much I long,
For any sign of your respect,
When all you give in return
Is bittersweet neglect.

I know I don't deserve the pain I willingly embrace,
But if it comes from you, it's garnished in my lace.

No matter what I give.
No matter how I try.
It's never enough.
I'm never enough.
To be deserving of your love