What right have I to ask for more?
And what write I here to so implore?
I have nothing left
I have nothing for you

What have you to share with me
That I would ask for willingly?
You have nothing left
You have taken me through

I cannot keep this incomplete
Or open wounds that never closed
I cannot steer a broken fleet
Adrift without its oars opposed

I cannot see what isn’t there
Or claim that which I never had
So how to let go this affair
That threatens to propel me mad

I must let you go
You who elude me even now
I must set it free
Without knowing exactly how

I must redefine
What happiness holds in my mind
And feel it in me
The might to fight my own confined

What right have I to ask from you
The right to let me start anew?
You have nothing left
You have nothing on me

What have you now to share with me
That would give any guarantee?
I want nothing left
I want nothing you’d be