Faith के बोल

You knew I wouldn't go, that's why you threatened me, would I stay? Said I was sick and I'd be alone, said my mind was not my own I didn't learn... You crawled up on your knees, a victim's pretty-please Would I stay? Would I stay? And I stayed... How many more times till I broke down from that guilty mess? You taught me to hate to love you that's because you love to hate yourself I wish it had a happy end, like the fairy tales pretend there can be But things are not the same when your life love was a game of make-believe You've got everything you want, but not everything you need and it's true - you receive what you achieve How many screaming fights, tears of rage, until it ended? How many more times till I say who I am and don't pretend? How many more times till I broke out of that guilty mess? How many more times till I say who I am and don't pretend?