A thorn in my side, and you live just to pull me down
Rusted nail, I stepped on this infection
Thorn in my side
You're full, I think so of anger
You need to sit down, stay down
The things you, want but don't get, is that fair? I don't think so
A sure thing that you can count on a big depression
A thorn in my side
You're full, I think so of anger
You need to
Your praise, is two faced
And you're, you're cut down my friend
You're cut down
One, two, three, four
A thorn in my side, a thorn in
A thorn in my side, a thorn in