Why? Please tell me..
if you even have the answer -
to me you're like a disease
you make me sick
I should call you cancer..
sorry if I can't please you,
sorry if I'm not outstanding,
sorry for failing to exceed expectations
you're just so demanding -
tell me what you want from me,
or just how to make things better
but to tell you the truth
if you asked, I would never
lower myself just to make you happy
please, don't make me say it twice
you brought this one on yourself,
I'm tired of being nice..
never seen this side of myself
and I'm kinda glad you brought it out
because whatever game you're playing..
this foolishness, I could live without..
and I don't want an explanation,
I don't need an apology..
but if you try this again,
I'll show you exactly what you need -
so quiet down
because right now I'm about to break
congratulations, you wanted more
well, that was your mistake
be careful what you wish for
because it might just come true
you wanted me to make this mess..
I'll make a mess out of you
you know, I would hate
to see you crash and burn
but if that's what it takes
I guess you'll have to learn
the same way that I did
that life isn't always fair -
if you can play games with me
then you better be prepared
for one of mine..
but I doubt you'd find pleasure
this is something I've been waiting for,
it's now or never..
I'm giving you a chance to fix things
you'd be wise to play a different hand
than you've played time after time
...I hope you understand
that if you ask me again
when I'll learn to do things right..
I'll simply turn to you,
flip you off and say goodnight.
Is that enough?
