reason number 84,268 why Don should not be allowed to write songs
Get down on your knees, down on your knees,
it feels so wrong.
Down on your knees, down on your knees,
where you belong.
I trusted you, mistrusted you,
for so long.
Never again, never again,
never again.
You're constantly threatening me,
i've made my choice.
Face in the glass, breathing your last,
drown in my voice.
I've broken you, i wanted you,
to feel my pain.
I'll bury you, your family too,
you're all the same.