Worn to a frazzle

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

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