You come here once again to remind me. It’s a pleasure isn’t so.
Come here wearing the mask of an angel. Hiding the devil I know.
It’s really been holding on, the pain and I are one.
You don’t have to remind me, it’s in the back of my head, eating me up from inside.
You don’t have to remind me that to you I am dead, cause I am.
Sold out, beggin´ in tears like a looser. Cause the pity was leading me on.
Oooh but that wasn’t me, I’m known as a fighter. But now I’m tired, I’ve buried my guns.
You really think I don’t care, that I am not aware.
You don’t have to remind me, it’s in the back of my head, eating me up from inside.
You don’t have to remind me that to you I am dead, cause I am.
(And) so the torture remains, and if I could get me out of your life, than I would.
You don’t have to remind me, you don’t have to remind me.
I don’t know why it’s holding on. The pain and I are on our own. Why can’t you see. Oooh!!
---
Lyrics submitted by Don Johnson.