Sticks and stones break my bones But words could k** me I'm trying, trying not to lose my head It feels like a punch in the face The things you're saying You gotta find another form of ventilation I know that it's not me you are after I know your chest is burning with a heavy load I can't be the matador when you are raging You gotta find another form of recreation You are the punisher You are the punisher [?] the punisher [?] need to punish me Cross my heart, swear I'll die
If you won't hear me I'm trying, trying just to sympathize Day after day we have the same conversation I'm not accustomed to this form of desperation I'm not accustomed to this form of desperation You are the punisher Just [?] the punisher [?] need to punish me You are the punisher You are the punisher Just [?] the punisher [?] need to punish me Just [?] the punisher [?] need to punish me Just [?] the punisher Why are you punishing me