51.

I'll rack myself out to the bone
Yet you'll still be asleep when I get home
Please don't cut me to be the bone
You'll know I'll be asleep when you get home too...

We would live our lives sure damned dependently
But I've ran out of patience...
This week is all I can stand...
It's the end of into ten years and we're co dependant..

But there's no way way in Hell I'd take you back.
I'm sick of cutting into your slack.
I'm heading straight for that there heart attack...
I may as well sign your name across my back...