Interpret:

Bruce Dickinson

Album:

Skunkworks

You knew I wouldn’t go, that’s why you threatened me, 
would I stay? 
Said I was sick and I’d be alone, said my mind was not my own 
I didn’t learn... 
You crawled up on your knees, a victim’s pretty-please 
Would I stay? Would I stay? And I stayed... 


How many more times till I broke down 
from that guilty mess? 
You taught me to hate to love you, 
that’s because you love to hate yourself 


I wish it had a happy end, like the fairy tales pretend 
there can be 
But things are not the same when your life love was a game 
of make-believe 
You’ve got everything you want, but not everything you need 
and it’s true - you receive what you achieve 


How many screaming fights, tears of rage, until it ended? 
How many more times till I say who I am and don’t pretend? 


How many more times till I broke out of that guilty mess? 
How many more times till I say who I am and don’t pretend?