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