this is my final question,  is this your chosen way?  i see you want it head-on  another blind display    i thought you might be needing  so came to claim my prize  but you won't give it up now  i wear your cuts and lies    you're on the latest subject  i heard you made them smile  but you don't seem to notice  that it's gone out of style    i know you helped me over  you photographed my shame  and you can keep the laughter  just give me back the pain    i can't now  you won't  i store me  you don't    this is my final question,  is there no other way?  i see you made the distance  they let you have your say    you told me all the story  helped celebrate your crimes  you wear my worn out glory  i wear your cuts and lies    un-tie me  just rip  don't let me,  lose grip    i can't now  you won't  i store me  you don't    these lyrics are submitted by xyz