Radio Iodine Understand
Is it a crime to want to be happy in a sick, sick world If it's the fool who believes in forgiveness, I'm a sick, sick girl I long to cry on someone's shoulder To receive a friend's absolution And I think I know that look I've seen it before I think you're pitying me And if you need an emotional score Then I will be your emotional whore And when I spit you out at last You'll understand, try to understand When is the time to give into mercy and walk from the pain Where is the will to yearn for out freedom and break the chains I long to fall into your slumber You long to slowly pull me under And I think you know me well, far too well Too well for my own good Is it a crime to want to be happy in a sick, sick world I'm a sick, sick girl And if you need an emotional score Then I will be your emotional whore And when I spit you out at last You'll understand, try to understand
