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