| I don’t mind the abuse
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| It feels in time when Im not much use
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| But it’s killing me, Killing me slowly
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| They all say
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| Im too restless
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| but words cut deep when you’re defenceless
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| And it’s killing me, killing me slowly
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| There was a time when we were fine
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| And I could tolerate you
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| I do believe that you should leave
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| Cos I’ve grown to hate you
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| Should I be weak and turn my cheek
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| cos Im scared to fall
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| But I just don’t know you
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| And you don’t know me at all
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| I’ve been told that love’s a celebration
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| But I’ve lost faith through furstration
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| And it’s killing me, killing me slowly
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| You paint my picture black
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| The joke’s on me And I don’t wanna laugh
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| Remember the good times
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| Wont you bring them back someday, somehow
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| I don’t mind feeling blue
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| If I could smile just like you do and it’s killing me, killing me slowly
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| I can’t go on alone
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| Pretending nothing’s wrong
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| Maybe I just want to belong
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| Somewhere somehow
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh… |