your hands were broken but you wouldn't cry out as we tore your heart apart should i thought of you with sadness? or a small, small, price to pay... but you should have known better oh, i admit to no wrong! you should have understood i had no choice, no choice all winter you told me, "it's never enough to stay still" i thought you'd be proud of me should i spell it out, spell it out now? you'll never be good enough so i'm getting out, getting out now