All We Need

Our communion's drowned The flood came without a sound Boiled us alone in bed at night Awake, afraid to fight All we need's a grudge Pain to bring us before the judge Blood will bear our bribe tonight Our pockets sewn up tight I'm waiting on you to prove me right I'm waiting on you to pick another fight Or in other words We're stuck in the way Can't seem to keep it calm, polite We're tripping into spite I didn't come here to be your clown Or to push us out of bounds Put the pen in pawn tonight I know you know I'm right. Ok, maybe I was wrong Look at me baby, this won't last long I'm waiting on you to make this right I'm waiting on you to pick my part tonight Or in other words I'm sick of the game Sick of the way you pick a fight You tie me up so tight