I'm wrestling with my conscience Putting up a fight Going over in my head Was I wrong or was I right? 'Cause being in the dark is a wondrous thing It makes your mind all clear Of all your senseless words and things Going round and round Did you want me to be a martyr Well I've got news, yeah I've got news You really pushed my limits Way over the line I'm sick and tired of listening to you Whine and whine and whine Did you want me to be a martyr Well I've got news, yeah I've got news And did you want me to be your scapegoat Well I've got news, yeah I've got news...