Besedila: Guns 'N Roses. Chinese Democracy. Sorry.

You like to hurt me
You know that you do
You like to think in some way
That it's me and not you
But we know that isn't true

You like to have me
Jump and be good
But I don't want to do it
You don't know why I won't act
The way you think I should

You thought they'd make me
Behave and submit
What were you thinking?
'Cause I don't forget

You don't know why
I won't give in
To hell with the pressure
I'm not caving in

You know that I got
Under your skin
You sold your soul
But I won't let you win

You talk too much
You say I do
Difference is nobody
Cares about you

You've got all the answers
You know everything
Why nobody asked you
It's a mystery to me

I'm sorry for you
Not sorry for me
You don't know who in the hell to
Or not to believe

I'm sorry for you
Not sorry for me
You don't know who you can trust now
Or you should believe
You should believe

You don't know who you can trust now
Or you should believe

You close your eyes
All well and good
I'll kick your ass
Like I said that I would

You tell them stories
They'd rather believe
Use and confuse them
They're numb and naive

Truth is the truth hurts
Don't you agree?
It's harder to live with the truth about you
Than to live with the lies about me

Nobody owes you
Not one goddamn thing
You know where to put your
Just shut up and sing

I'm sorry for you
Not sorry for me
You don't know who in the hell to
Or not to believe

I'm sorry for you
Not sorry for me
You chose to hurt those that love you
And won't set them free
Won't set them free

You chose to hurt those that love you
And won't set them free

You don't need
Anyone else to be
Sorry for you
You've got no heart

You can't see
All that you've done for me
I know the reasons
You tear me apart