I’m worn to a frazzle
Completely burned out
Immobile, exhausted
And can’t get about.
Im flopped on my pillow
I’m too tired to move
Can you guess what exhausts me?
You should do, it’s you!
From the time you wake up
Till the time you go down
I’m so ruddy busy
I find the day’s flown.
Immobile, exhausted
Run out of fuel
And the reason my darling
Yes the reason is you.
via Frazzle