Yeah [x3]
I gave you everything
What'd you give to me
A pocket full of empty rings
With diamonds that can sing
The most that I could ever hope
Is that you'd start to feel so real
Yeah [x3]
What I want is what you want
But what I want is more
I'm tired of the questions
Am I left in scorn?
The drugs are my addiction
She's laying on the tiles of my floor
Yeah [x3]
'Cause you are my faults
As you are my own
And you built my will
But what I want you can't fucking kill
Yeah [x3]
Everyone is not as one
Everyone's the same
They're asking for a moment
They're looking out to blame
So am I independent
Or am I just playing my own games?
Yeah [x3]
'Cause you are my faults
As you are my own
And you built my guilt
But when I can you just never will
Yeah [x6]
'Cause you are my faults
Well you are my own
It's your will in my guilt
Yeah [x3]