the choice

well, you know that it's the only way
the only way we can relate
the only way you can persuade me

well, i know that it's a problem too
cause i feel so much closer to you
now that i know what you would do
if you

hey, insult me, i've taken it before
and i feel so guilty keeping it all to myself
hey, get inside my head, tear me into shreds
i've heard it all before and oh

just don't
don't give me the choice
i'm tired of having a voice
i just want to be told

well, go on, tell me i'm wrong
this isn't where you belong
your self control is way too strong

well, i don't care, faking ideas of fair
scraping my knees on the stairs
taking myself to despair
to compare

hey, it's not something we can change
or control i feel the same
i'll take all the blame for this exchange
in the first place it was you who began the affair
touching my hand at the gate
it was suddenly too late

just don't
don't give me the choice
i'm tired of having a voice
i just want to be told

take the guilt, the shame, the feelings that i have for you
take them away
they're here in my head
i want you instead
take my hand again tell me this is hard again
but it could be worth something
it could be worth something
take my hand again tell me this is hard again
but i could be worth something
worth something

just don't
don't give me the choice
i'm tired of having a voice
i just want to be told