You wanna make me sick
You wanna lick my wounds, don't you, baby?
You want the badge of honor when you save my hide
But your the one and the way of the day of the doom baby
If you need my shame to reclaim your pride

When I think of it, my fingers turn to fists
I never did anything to you man!
No matter what I try you beat me with your bitter lies
So call me crazy, hold me down, make me cry, get off now, baby
It won't be long till you'll be lying limp in your own hands

You feed the beast I have within me
You wave the red flag, baby you make it run, run, run
Standing on the sidelines, waving and grinning
You fondle my trigger then you blame my gun

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