Don't be angry
When I come to your room
and rap on your door
There must be something
I want to say
I'm heard not believed
when your hate hits me hard
oh so hard
Ice
there's ice in your eyes
you're red when you're angry
And black as a storm
whenever you're wrong
Sting
You kill with your words
I stumble on mine
And even when you hurt
I'm fishing for apologies
You keep me wondering
with the frown and the sneer
if I ever really knew you
if I've done something unforgivable
You kill with your words
I stumble on mine
And even when you hurt
I'm fishing for apologies
You keep me wondering
with the frown and the sneer
if I ever really knew you
if I've done something unforgivable
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