your solution,your proposition 
it does repulse me,has me sick 
i paid with my blood,my sweat and tears 
to be in your school, your stubborn course 

counting numbers,without luck yeah 
if i speak in a fowl tongue,you have my words 
to realize and see, with an open eye 
gives you the magic, to give not die 

its not because of you 
that i sit this one through 
its not because of you 
and im still in love with what i do 

saints [bad word]  around the bend, 
without you knowing, they eat you brain 
choices were made,( ??? ) 
miles were driven 
we were lost not gone 

its not because of you 
that i sit this one through 
its not because of you 
and im still in love with what i do 

its all because of you 
that i sit this one through 
its all because of you 
that im still in love with what i do