I am not a figure for your dirty fingers nTime has past, feelings linger nMy own self still in fear nnI can't forget the way nI can't forget my face nI can't regret all that i've donenAnd i won't let you not let mennCrash, glass thrown and broken nWhy? could this be forevernWhy? have i become paralyzed? nCould this be forever? nnTime has past feelings linger nMy own self still in fear nnThe breaking nAnd fighting nYou sicken me nCould it be love? nnBurning me nRotting me nKilling me nCould it be love? nnThe breaking nAnd fighting nYou sicken me nCould it be love? nnBurning me nRotting me nKilling menCould it be? nnI can't forget the way nI can't forget my face nI can't regret all that i've donenAnd i won't let you not let mennTime has past feelings linger nMy own self still in fear nnthe breaking and fighting nyou sicken me ncould it be love? nnburing me nrotting me nkiling me ncould it be love? nnbreaking and fighting nyou sicken me ncould it be love? nnburing me nrotting me nkilling me ncould it be?