Game Of Pricks

I've waited too long to have you

Hide in the back of me
I've cheated so long I wonder
How you keep track of me
You could never be strong

You can only be free
And I never asked for the truth
But you owe that to me
I've entered the game of pricks

With knives in the back of me
Can't call you or on you no more
When they're attacking me
I'll climb up on the house

Weep to water the trees
And when you come calling me down
I'll put on my disease
You could never be strong

You can only be free
And I never asked for the truth
But you owe that to me
And I never asked for the truth
But you owe that to me
And I never asked for the truth
But you owe that to me