| How many times have I noticed that our eyes hardly ever meet
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| From your judgment seat I can feel the anger for my very being
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| Fill me in on when you became such a big part of my life
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| That I should bother with all your lies designed to bring me down
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| Wrong again, don’t depend on any reaction again
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| I remember the icy walls that shot up from nowhere
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| And I can see every lie you’ve ever told yourself
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| You bleed me dry and I don’t ask why, but I’m left with the dust
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| Judas kiss, I dismiss, thank you all for this, I am untouched (I am)
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| Wait again, not through with the screaming
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| I contend that you’ve got nothing better to do
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| I’d trade my life for a barrel of gold
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| Find someone else before I get too old
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| If I live my life for aesthetic gain
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| Will you repay me with all your shame
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| I can see every light inside your brain
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| Go on every time that I walk by for nods and whispers
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| Your comfort in my suffering is no longer disturbing
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| I’m lost behind your petty stopwatch in life’s real time (life's real)
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| Wait again, not through with the screaming
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| I contend that you’ve got nothing better to do
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| I’d trade my life for a barrel of gold
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| Find someone else before I get too old
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| If I live my life for aesthetic gain
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| Will you repay me with all your shame
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| Don’t get up I was only leaving the room
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| When the door of your judgment swings back around again
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| Maybe I’ll stop to watch your act and I’ll go on my way
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| I’ve seen quite enough of too many childish games
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| I’m ashamed of every moment
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| That I ever gave them the time of day
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| All the worst enemies
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| Are somehow always friends that used to be |