I'll give you just a little of what you need And then I take a little and now it seems That everything is a lie and yet they try To force it back up on you; what will you do? You think you're tougher than this - you'll be dismissed You think it's easy for me to beleive That every word has been said and left for dead My pride is bigger than that - remains intact. Now I take this And I could care less About your distress I lie in the bed that I have made. And now I'm coming for you - what will you do? This time I prove it to you - follow through And there is nowhere to hide that you will find This is the end of the line and it's you I find. Now I take this And I could care less About your distress I lie in the bed that I have made.