the waiting drove me mad...youīre finally here and iīm a mess
i take your entrance back...canīt let you roam inside my head
i donīt want to take what you can give...
i would rather starve than eat your bread...
i would rather run but i canīt walk...
guess iīll lie alone just like before...
iīll take the varmintīs path...oh, and i must refuse your test
a-push me and i will resist...this behaviorīs not unique
i donīt want to hear from those who know...
they can buy, but canīt put on my clothes...
i donīt want to limp for them to walk...
never would have known of me before...
i donīt want to be held in your debt...
iīll pay it off in blood, let i be wed...
iīm already cut up and half dead...
iīll end up alone like i began...
everything has chains...absolutely nothingīs changed
"take my hand, not my picture," spilled my teacher (spilled my tincture)
i donīt want to take what you can give...
i would rather starve than eat your breast...
all the things that others want for me...
canīt buy what i want because itīs free...
canīt buy what i want because itīs free...
canīt be what you want because iīm...
why ainīt it sposed to be just fun
oh, to live and die, let it be done
i figure iīll be damned, all alone like i began...
itīs your move now...
i thought you were a friend, but i guess i, i guess i hate you...
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