Two weeks in pain feels like I've felt every torturing device,
But it's over now.
I think I'll just live with the shame.

I think that tomorrow will be a nice day for some crack,
Try and forget for one more day
What happened outside of my flat,
Where the cars ran me over in the night
How can I ever forget.

They commited a crime,
They commited a crime.

I've still got wounds on my feet,
Tons of bruises, still look blue,
They could do what they wanted to
There was nothing I could do
My hands and feet were bound up tight,
All of my other parts got so bruised but I,
Never thought of coming home again.

Tomorrow's back to work back down in the sewer
Should sniff some crack before I leave here.
Try and convince my mommy that I am happy here,
Before I ever think of leaving this place again by flying away
Somersaulting over the road where the cars never stop going through the night
Grab a knife and watch my final sunset.

They'll pay for every dime,
They'll pay for every dime...

I've still got blood in my shoes,
And I can't find anyone to blame but you,
I should get a lawyer and sue you,
I love the thought of you not having a clue,
But I will sue you again.

I, wanna sue you again.

Two weeks in pain is all it takes to make you sorry,
I would only play and say that I wanted to get even again.