The impression that you gave me Makes me feel a part of you When I warned you don't look at me Or I'll hurt you you're scared of me You make me furious I've got to hate you In other words, it starts to burn you You stared at me, I had to scratch you Just to remind me not to offend you
Watch me seek you Like I can't be the one To wound, to kick, to cut To harm, to whip, to bruise To slap, to bite
The depression hangs all on me It makes me feel no use for you When I scorn you don't talk to me Or you'll get me in trouble for you
