You wanna make me sick;   You wanna lick my wounds,   Don't you, baby?   You want the badge of honour when you save my hide   But you're the one in the way   Of the day of doom, baby   If you need my shame to reclaim your pride   And when I think of it, my fingers turn to fists   I never did anything to you, man   But no matter what I try   You'll beat me with your bitter lies   So call me crazy, hold me down   Make me cry; get off now, baby-   It won't be long till you'll be    Lying limp in your own hand   You feed the beast I have within me   You wave the red flag, baby you make it run run run   Standing on the sidelines, waving and grinning   You fondle my trigger, then you blame my gun   And when I think of it, my fingers turn to fists   I never did anything to you, man   But no matter what I try   You'll beat me with your bitter lies   So call me crazy, hold me down   Make me cry; get off now, baby-   It won't be long till you'll be   Lying limp in your own hand      [instrumental interlude]      And when I think of it, my fingers turn to fists   I never did anything to you, man   But no matter what I try   You'll beat me with your bitter lies   So call me crazy, hold me down   Make me cry; get off now, baby-   It won't be long till you'll be   Lying limp in your own hand.