You taught me once, you taught me twice, how to lose my-self. And though it sound-ed aw-fully nice, there is no es-cape. You can抰 pre-tend when you抮e a-fraid, so you play by rules. And though it takes you some-where safe, it抯 just so damn un-cool. And in a way I think you know. And in a way I think you know. I've got this an-ger, I've got this spite, and it drives me mad. I've got this fear that it might grow in-to some-thing bad. And in a way I think you know. In a way I think you know. Ei-ther way I think you know. Ei-ther way I think you know.