Changing words so that they suit you
A gaslight world until it breaks you
And though you control my news too
I'll light the world when I choose to
I really bend to your will now
I really kneel down and then bow
Oh but I can't win
When you choose to
Make me weak again
I was the man next to a liar
My patience turned into ire
And though you told me the whole truth
I'm afraid that I would come to
I really bend to your will now
I really kneel down and then bow
Oh but I can't win, no no no
When you choose to
Make me weak again