this is my final question,
is this your chosen way?
i see you want it head-on

another blind display

i thought you might be needing

so came to claim my prize
but you won't give it up now
i wear your cuts and lies


you're on the latest subject
i heard you made them smile

but you don't seem to notice
that it's gone out of style


i know you helped me over
you photographed my shame
and you can keep the laughter

just give me back the pain

i can't now

you won't
i store me
you don't


this is my final question,
is there no other way?

i see you made the distance
they let you have your say


you told me all the story
helped celebrate your crimes
you wear my worn out glory

i wear your cuts and lies

un-tie me

just rip
don't let me,
lose grip


i can't now
you won't

i store me
you don't