I called you brazen, called you whore right to your face
And watched you silently, and publicity disgraced.
I didn't notice when you strenghted like a vice
That you were trembeling, and burned beneath the ice.
Why don't you weep, when I hurt you?
Why don't you weep, when I cut you?
You don't bleed, and the anger
Bilds up inside.
Why don't you weep, when I hurt you?
Why don't you weep, when I cut you?
You don't bleed, and the anger
Bilds up inside.
You said a prayer and I betrayed you with a kiss.
I never realized that all had come to this.
So keep your dignity, don't throw it all to waste
Stronger feelings than you've ever learned to face.
Why don't you...