Tell me a story
How you beat the giants
How you make this little world spin
You're such a riot
You're a genius of the worst kind
You're a martyr in your own mind
Why do you have to be the one
That loves to hurt me so
Why must I be the one
That just can't let go
Tell me a story
Of your long lost desire
Of the weight of the world
And the beautiful liar
I've seen good intentions
face down on the floor
You scratch my back
I'll stab yours
Why do you have to be the one
That loves to hurt me so
Why must I be the one
That just can't let go
I am a rock
With no hard feelings
The cynical backlash
Has got me reeling
We've lost your results
We've lost all ideals
So how's the wife doing
And how do you feel
Why do you have to be the one
That loves to hurt me so
Why must I be the one
That just can't let go