yeah
yeah
yeah


i gave you everything
what'd you give to me

a pocket full of empty rings
with diamonds that can sing
the most that i could ever hope

is that you'd start to feel so real

yeah

yeah
yeah


what i want is what you want
but what i want is more
i'm tired of the questions

am i left in scorn
the drugs are my addiction
she's laying on the tiles of my floor


yeah
yeah

yeah

'cause you are my faults

as you are my own
and you built my will
but what i want you can't $#&@ing kill


yeah
yeah

yeah

everyone is not as one

everyone's the same
they're asking for a moment
they're looking out to blame

so am i independent
or am i just playing my own games


yeah
yeah
yeah


'cause you are my faults
as you are my own

and you built my guilt
but when i can you just never will


yeah
yeah
yeah


yeah
yeah

yeah

'cause you are my faults

well you are my own
it's your will in my guilt


yeah
yeah
yeah