my mind (now)

What did I do wrong? Will you tell me what I did wrong, what did I? What did I do wrong? Will you tell me what I did wrong, what did I? What did I do wrong? Will you tell me what I did wrong, what did I? Was it a first offense? How long had you been harboring that venom? You could have used your words then You wanted them to hurt and so I let 'em Never would I beseech you As some sadistic vengeance exercise To endure what you put me through I don't think you would pull out on the other side I know you had a temper, but I guess I thought I was immune Felt it as you severed my mind, tore it all of the way through And I was strawberry picking, you were gathering ammunition to use And the shrapnel digs in, my mind has not been silent since you My mind has not been silent since you What did I do wrong? Will you tell me what I did wrong, what did I? What did I do wrong? Will you tell me what I did wrong, what did I?