Sympathetic Sickness

Try to wing it, pretend you’re okay with it
You have nothing to do with it, do you?
Don’t know if it’s always been this hard for you…
Breaking, crushing you
So you’ve left it up to me
The cancer still gives and we still take
Don’t tell me this, pretend you’re okay with it
Be more sympathetic towards my sickness
Don’t know if it’s always been this hard for you…
Breaking, crushing you
I’m on your side
Don’t know if it’s always been this hard for you…
Breaking, crushing you
I’m on your side
How can you breathe and stand calmly?