All dried out.

I'm all dried out, and you can't stand it.

You loved it when rivers were running down my face,

It gave you power: you got off on it.

It was a high for you.

I spent so much time fighting for you,

But I woke up and realized you weren't going to change.

What's the point of fighting for something if only one wants to make it work?

Oh?

Because I'm all dried out and walking away, you now what to fight for us?

Alright, I get it.

I've actually seen this before,

So, I think I'm okay.

Your turn to cry rivers,

While you're at it, the flowers could use a little watering.

Byyyeeee.