Mr. Pay menyou wanna blame me?nNow it's your turn to entertain menYou call me crazynBut hey you made menand now it's your turn to entertain mennWell you bled me drynand then deserted menFed me acidic lies and called it dignitynRecklessy abandoned but addicted to your venomnShoving down your shit like mealsnnever asking Hey what's in it?nAlways felt psychotic never knew you were the menacenCloaked within your shamenbut somehow you made me love itnWhat a cruel disguise that almost murdered mennMr. Pay menyou wanna blame me?nNow it's your turn to entertain menYou call me crazynBut hey you made menand now it's your turn to entertain mennI helped you clean the knife that you stabbed me withnRipped me into shreds then made me puck up all the piecesnTurned my life to toxic waste and then you made me eat itnLike Moses in the desert no I never stopped believingnYou took everything I had, and left me begging you for itnnMr. Pay menyou wanna blame me?nNow it's your turn to entertain menYou call me crazynBut hey you made menand now it's your turn to entertain mennI hope one day you feel old like menI hope you feel cold like menI hope you feel every scratch, every wound,nand everywhere that I bleednThat's what you get for never knowing menfor never holding menI hope you feel everythingnnMr. Pay menyou wanna blame me?nNow it's your turn to entertain menYou call me crazynBut hey you made menand now it's your turn to entertain me