How far at the other end? All the way is what you're in I don't feel sorry for you You turned your world into a pile of ash Your manic face is a load of crap All tied up and nowhere to go Nowhere to go In your arms In your arms You asked for trouble, you get trouble back Why am I always uder attack? I don't feel sorry for you Cry wolf, again and again But you never get it for them All tied up and nowhere to go Nowhere to go In your arms In your arms