cutting the strings

You mucked this up You set in motion the thought I'm not good enough You did it just cause you could and I just couldn't get enough I played the chump And I couldn't ever cut it I matched the blood on your hands (but) the blood won't wash off Forgive my intrusion Forgot my inclusion My name in your mouth Confirms my suspicion This war of attrition is wearing me out I HAVE PLAYED THE FOOL Just to play the fiddle I DON'T MAKE THE RULES Stuck right in the middle You pressed your luck I sat back doing nothing Despite a non-stop battle You played the trump I didn't And I matched your bloody notions But blood's not good enough I didn't I couldn't I wasn't Willing to exit my feelings I was feeling Raw emotions I will need All that's unspoken I can ease my erosion I can ease this along With your DEMOTION I was feeling Raw emotions I was knocked on my knees And I couldn't get it It was up to me, and I couldn't get it I've gotta GO Gotta GO Gotta GO