Can’t you see that I’m sick of this?
Chances are you’re oblivious To how I feel
Sitting on your thrown and I’m sure
That I’m not alone
Not alone
Not alone

Tell me please
Who the fuck did you want me to be
Was it something that I couldn’t see
Never knew this would be so political

And please
I’m still wearing this miserable skin
And it’s starting to tear from within
But it’s obvious that doesn’t bother you
So Please

I didn’t think that you’d sell me out
Now I know what your all about
You might feel in control of things
But your not holding all the strings
All the strings
All the strings

Tell me please
Who the fuck did you want me to be
Was it something that I couldn’t see
Never knew this would be so political

And please
I’m still wearing this miserable skin
And it’s starting to tear from within
But it’s obvious that doesn’t matter to you

I’ve swallowed all your answers
I’ve swallowed all my pride
If you stop all your chances
I could keep this all inside

Tell me please
Who the fuck did you want me to be
Was it something that I couldn’t see
Never knew this would be so political

And please
I’m still wearing this miserable skin
And it’s starting to tear from within
But it’s obvious that doesn’t bother you

So please
Don’t keep telling that it’s ok
I don’t buy all the shit that you say
And quite honestly I’m fucking sick of it.

So please
If I cut off this nose from my face
Then I wouldn’t feel so out of place
But it still wouldn’t be quite enough for you
So please.