it's not fair that i have to cater to you    it's not fair that i revolve around your world    maybe someday you will see    the evil way you treated me    im sick of fixing broken bridges    and this is what you get       do you have a conscience?    what's your problem?    why can't we solve this now?       there's no purpose for this phantom at our door    take it, you can have it i don't want it anymore    cause i realize that i can grow up and handle this myself, myself    your phantom hell      it's not fair that i rearrange to suit you    it's not fair that i have to shut my mouth    maybe soon you'll have a clue    of all the things you put me through    im sick of crossing burning bridges    and this is what you get       do you have a conscience?    what's your problem?    why can't we solve this now?       there's no purpose for this phantom at our door    take it, you can have it i don't want it anymore    cause i realize that i can grow up and handle this myself, myself    your phantom hell