Sick

I'll give you misery, 'cause you know what it feels like I'll give you happiness, 'cause you want it all to yourself I'll give you all of me, it'll take just a moment And of our everything, but all you get is what you see You turned my insides out You turned my insides out Yeah, you make me sick, so that you can heal And I make myself known so that you can feel My reflection must be somebody else 'Cause I don't recognize myself I'll take your loneliness, 'cause I know what it feels like All your uncertainty, I'll make into mine I'll take your punishment, 'cause I think I deserve it All your never-ending condescending arguments Lay me out on your table Let's get straight to the heart of this You turned my insides out You turned my insides out Yeah, you make me sick, so that you can heal And I make myself known so that you can feel My reflection must be somebody else 'Cause I don't recognize myself You turned my insides out You turned my insides out Yeah, you make me sick, so that you can heal And I make myself known so that you can feel My reflection must be somebody else 'Cause I don't recognize myself No, I don't recognize myself No, I don't recognize myself --- Sick - Hands Like Houses