gutter from Colourpicker by Trout

I give my all,
I know what to do,
Make you think it's true,
That I’m made of you.
That I move,
Move for you.
Make you think i don’t mind,
That nothing makes me smile.
It’s been for the past while,
Don’t know where I’ve missed the mark
And you don’t know who I was from the start
But something says it’s not for me to choose,
It’s not up to you.
I’m low,
Can’t go anymore,
You’re sure I’m wrong
But I know it’s nothing I asked for.
Not being this nice just to argue,
Not come this far just
to follow you,
You’re beating me up from the bottom,
Take my head from the gutter
I trust you,
And all that you do