This is my final question, Is this your chosen way? I see you want it hidden 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 still need 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