I wouldn't say I'm depressed
But every morning on my way to work
I hope the car does crash into a ditch
And when I wake I can't help thinking
"Lord, how many times must I pray
Oh, please, take me in your arms while I'm asleep"
It started as a joke
But more and more I find myself
Locked in a fight for the control of my own name
You know, I hate to see you tortured
You know, you know, I hate to see you tortured
There's a feeling I get when you're with him
Ain't it blinding to you, darling
That his head and heart are full up to the brim
With worthless ideas, dangerous plots
To reveal to you a person
That you never have been
And are simply not
You know, I hate to see you tortured
You know, you know, I hate to see you tortured
You know, you know, I hate to see you tortured
You know, you know, I hate to see you tortured
You know, I hate to see you tortured
I hate to see you tortured
Yeah, I hate to see you tortured
I hate to see you tortured
The pain that you see, it was all meant for me, never you
All that you see, it was all meant for me, never you
Never you, never you
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