incinerate the pictures we once hadI guess it’s over with youobliterateevery morning since we metand every nighttime tooexplosiveis how I feel when I hear your namein my head nowwon’t you get it outwon’t you tell methat you’re feeling sadwon’t you tell me so I feel so badtell me tell methat you cried and criedbut please don’t tell me any of your other alibi’ssee your facein my head nowwon’t you get it outsee your facein my head nowwon’t you get it out(spoken part )you know…you left me for dead…no matter how hard you try…I’ll still be standinghere…bloodied and battered…but I’ll be standing…tired, dejected…but I’ll bestanding…