House Of Brick

I understand your positionDo you understand my hateYou can..t feel my fist itchingAnd you..ll never feel her painI can..t place a value onAll that..s missingBut you..ll pay the price forAll our historyKeep your money but don..t take your timeDo you under stand my hateShe may choose wrongWe all do that sometimesBut trust meYou don..t want it to go that wayAll your rules we were force-fedAnd with all her heart and soulI..ve read her notes and she wanted you deadAnd all you wanted was controlTime after time you reared your head..Cause she knew no other roleWith this last line I..ll say goodbyeBut this time you..ll pay the tollI..ll see her be who she wanted to beFor the last twelve years of her lifeAll our history