start off your cries and keep complaining you re not justified your intuition leaves me nothing left into disguise this problem is your own i d rather be left alone your battle scars to fall find another place to crawl you can place the blame but no one s listening i don t want you here with me cause all your pressure falls on me so take your smoking gun from me am i your only tragedy and still you try in vain convincing no one loved your pride for being a taste of all your chains and lost you still reside i am your only cure the wounds can t heal no more you cry and know the scars now your backs against the wall you can place the blame but no one s listening i don t want you here with me cause all your pressure falls on me so take your smoking gun from me am i your only tragedy i don t want you here with me cause all your pressure falls on me so take your smoking gun from me am i your only tragedy 