Bloodied knuckles
don't mean much
Not that much tonight

I'll scream and scream
and scream again
cause hell, it's worth the fight

I'm tired of waiting
Of hoping, of wishing
Craving you and only you

I've run and climbed
over everything
and God, I hate the view

You can't do this
Won't hurt me again
Do you feel my pain?

All you want
is what you want
and oh, you are so vain