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