Tortured For The Answers

You wanna know so badly that it kills you,

And you try to do the same to me

Eyes lock up the heart and soul in an aching frenzy

Looks tie ropes around my chest and try to make me spit out the words:

The words you really want to hear

Why do you do this to me when you already have the answer that you want?

Why can’t words heal all this pain you put upon me?

All I want is words

Just ask me

I’ll give you what you want

Cause the torture doesn’t heal

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