You cannot run, you cannot hide or fly away Escape from yesterday, try to hide when you see me Cannot run from the fury When I repent that I'm the cover of the magazine And even thought I know it's all what I wanted I wish to be beheaded by a guillotine

And I'm not one to learn to be the same. When I'm with you Don't know what you really got. It's hard to stay and not pretend. You can't make sense in what you thought. It seems I can't comprehend. Well I'm happy to be, only all that you see. I don't want

Give me a reason 'cause I got nothing to gain Feeling complacent I cannot be contained I'm so lost and lonely now So what are we doing now? Take me away Set me on fire There's no other way Feelings you see Are so hard to believe

I try but I can't see what you see I am not a child now I can take care of myself I mustn't let them down now Mustn't let them see me cry I'm fine, I'm fine I'm too tired to listen I'm too old to believe All these childish stories

Travellin' in the dark Can't see a thing What you gonna do when you can't seem to understand? How you gonna feel when your woman's with another man? What makes you think that you're gonna ever understand? What's goin' on in the mind of another man?

Is it in you to be honest? Say what it is you’re trying to say, But if you lie to me again. I'll be the one that walks away. Is it in you to be honest? Honest. We don’t communicate can you not say what’s on your mind? And I see it every day you hide the

I've got a livin' that's rough, a future that's tough You know what I mean Blankers and boasters, all the bluffers and posers I'm not into that scene You can tell me that I got no class Look around, you'll see who's laughin' last Don't give me speeches

Welcome to the house of pain, Just Blaze niggaz Theres no we, it seems I can't get free Sombody tell me what's happenin to me The country bud got me chokin I'm on a mission to the point motherfuckers think I'm smokin Yea that sick nigga Biggie wit the

It's an illusion Can't believe what you hear Don't believe what you read Here and gone in a day Not what it seems this American dream Just drifting away After all that we've seem A complete waste of time Just a nursery rhyme

What my heart needs is a woman's touch A tender hand to fix it up Its rough and ragged edges sure could use some love Lately I've been lookin' through the windows of my soul And I can see there's not much left to hold Just an empty space surrounded by