This isn't me any more, I need something to believe in If you think you've seen the last of me The flat line has come and gone But won't take me away I'm tortured By this dream I've manufactured From the inside out but it makes me stronger

Il y a des jours comme ça où rien ne va Enfermé dans ton mal-être Quand les anges pleurent au bord de ta fenêtre A se torturer la tête Si l'espoir meurt, pourra-t-il renaître? Regarde-moi brûler, quand s'éteint la lumière Écoute-moi crier aux portes de

This girl is on fire She's walking on fire Spirit of Marilyn callin' me, audibly Bawlin' she, said that she would never leave Continued to torture me Telling me to come with her Underneath my comforter And she brought a gun with her Pills and some rum

Hurt me when I'm close to you Tell me lies and not the truth Carve your wrongs in my skin Love is killing me so sweet Like the torture that I need For my way back home Hurt my soul Love destroy my chroming soul

My heart turned black and then the sky turned gray! No she never called, I had something to say! I don't know much and I don't know how Why would she put me through such torture, I would have given my life for her, She was the one that knocked me over,

Tell me I'm the fool Say that you don't want me, say that you don't need me Tell me you've been tortured, tell me you've been beaten What I've done to you Even if it doesn't matter Doesn't matter what's true I know I've done wrong and I paid for it Just

You wanted to play the coldness follows This isn't a game your life I'll swallow You wanted to play but I already won 1 I love hurting you 2 I love your pain 4 is for the torture and 5 is for the shame 'Cause ever time you want it I get off on this game

They call her Hard Hearted Hannah, The vamp of Savannah, The meanest gal in town, To tease 'em, and thrill 'em, to torture and kill 'em, Is her delight, they say, She's Hard Hearted Hannah, the vamp of Savannah, GA! In old Savannah, I said Savannah, The

It's forcin' me so torture me please Torture me and torture me Torture me with sorcery It's what I know A vintage year for pop I hear The middle of the end is near All the leaves are turning brown The wind is pushing me around

Say that you don't want me Say that you don't need me Tell me I'm the fool Tell me you've been tortured Tell me you've been beaten And what I've done to you Matter what's true Even if it doesn't matter