You tell me to love you,
You tell me i should appreciate.
You tell me I'll do what you say.
You tell me its not my choice anyway.

I can't see you,feel you, or even aknowledge,
The tiny satisfaction from your death.

You tell me what i should be,
You tell me what to see.
You don't know what i see.
You don't want to know.

I cant be you,feel you, or even aknowledge,
The tiny satisfaction from your death.

The satisfaction of your death.
My satisfaction in your death.

You tell me to be everything,
Then you tell me I'm nothing.
You tell me i should be like you.

But I'm the one who's satisfied with your death.
I've got a tiny satisfaction with your death.
You gave me a tiny satisfaction with your death.

I can't see you,feel you, hear you, or remember you.

You want me to feel sorry for what i did to you?
They tell me to be sorry for what i said to you,
but according to you,
I can't.