This is how I feel:

[rodentgirl]

How Far: Martina McBride.

There's a boat: I could sail away.
There's the sky: I could catch a plane
There's a train, there's the tracks,
I could leave and I could choose to not come back.
Oh, never come back.

There you are, giving up the fight.
Here I am begging you to try.
Talk to me, let me in,
But you just put your wall back up again.
Oh, when's it gonna end?

How far do I have to go to make you understand,
I wanna make this work so much, it hurts, but I just can't,
Keep on giving, go on living, with the way things are.
So I'm gonna walk away,
An' it's up to you to say,
How far.

There's a chance I could change my mind.
But I won't, not till you decide,
What you want, what you need.
Do you even care if I stay or leave?
Oh, what's it gonna be?

How far do I have to go to make you understand,
I wanna make this work so much, it hurts, but I just can't,
Keep on giving, go on living, with the way things are.
So I'm gonna walk away,
An' it's up to you to say,
How far.

Out of this chair,
Or just across the room?
Halfway down the block,
Or halfway to the moon?

How far do I have to go to make you understand,
I wanna make this work so much, it hurts, but I just can't,
Keep on giving, go on living, with the way things are.
So I'm gonna walk away,
An' it's up to you to say.
Yeah, I'm gonna walk away,
An' it's up to you to say,
How far.

How far.
Ooh.