i ve waited too long to have you hide in the back of me i ve cheated so long i wonder how you keep track of me you can never be strong you can only be free and i ve never asked for the truth but you owe that to me i ve entered a game of pricks with knives in the back of me can t call you or on you ve known a while they re attacking me i ll climb up on the house weep to water the trees and when you come calling me down i ll put on my disease you can never be strong you can only be free and i ve never asked for the truth but you owe that to me i ve never asked for the truth but you owe that to me i ve never asked for the truth but you owe that to me