Limp

You wanna make me sick
 You wanna lick my wounds
 Don't you, baby?
 You want the badge of honor when you save my hide
 But you're the one in the way of the day of doom, baby
 If you need my shame to reclaim your pride
 And when I think of it, my fingers turn to fists
 I never did anything to you, man
 No matter what I try, you'll beat me with your bitter lies
 So call me crazy, hold me down
 Make me cry, get off now, baby
 It won't be long 'til you'll be lying limp in your own hands
 
 You feed the beast I have within me
 You wave the red flag, baby
 You make it run, run, run
 Standing on the sidelines, waving and grinning
 You fondle my trigger, then you blame my gun
 And when I think of it, my fingers turn to fists
 I never did anything to you, man
 But no matter what I try, you'll beat me with your bitter lies
 So call me crazy, hold me down
 Make me cry, get off now, baby
 It won't be long 'til you'll be lying limp in your own hands
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 And when I think of it, my fingers turn to fists
 I never did anything to you, man
 But no matter what I try, you'll beat me with your bitter lies
 So call me crazy, hold me down
 Make me cry, get off now, baby
 It won't be long 'til you'll be lying limp in your own hands