Middle Man کے بول

I taste your love You waste my mind I've become hungry All of the time For something I've never Savored before But it's the less, that You feed me, from this Empty shell, I myself become You fed me I ate it You hurt me I hate it I never meant to step on your toes But isn't that the way It seems it always goes Spun like a tornado, my Mind is twisted on Your barbed wire fence That's built higher Than you've ever been You fed me I ate it You hurt me I hate it Silent, quiet, too scared to try it How many times does your Sacred heart bleed It is my soul you want Or is it something that you need I taste your love You waste my mind I tasted your love You wasted my mind Don't feed me Won't eat it Don't hurt me Delete it