Hand On Heart

So tell me what I pay for the price of freedom
 No healthy survival in rooms unattached
 Just trying to touch you, but never to hold you
 In this burning confusion, with hands made of clay
 You've got your hand on my heart
 You've got your hand on my heart
 You've got your hand on my heart
 You've got your hand on my heart
 In this prison of nowhere, you've played my emotions
 You've stretched my condition, my head is all fire
 With gates made of iron, like a lamb to the slaughter
 Emotional torture is a game you enjoy
 You've got your hand on my heart
 You've got your hand on my heart
 You've got your hand on my heart
 You've got your hand on my heart
 The importance of nothing, your own bleak conclusion
 Illusion's an answer, but never the healer
 And crippled in silence, the stretch of a lifetime
 The power to hold me, your pleasure to gain
 It's a dicey situation I have found myself in
 It's a dicey situation I have found myself in
 You've got your hand on my heart
 You've got your hand on my heart
 You've got your hand on my heart
 You've got your hand on my heart
 On my heart