Hate To See You Tortured

I wouldn't say I'm depressed But every morning on my way to work I hope the car does crash into a ditch And when I wake I can't help thinking Lord, how many times must I pray Oh, please, take me in your arms while I'm asleep It started as a joke But more and more I find myself Locked in a fight for the control of my own mind You know, I hate to see you tortured You know, you know, I hate to see you tortured There's a feeling I get when you're with him Ain't it blinding to you, darling That his head and heart are full up to the brim With worthless ideas, dangerous plots To reveal to you a person That you never have been You know, I hate to see you tortured You know, you know, I hate to see you tortured You know, you know, I hate to see you tortured You know, you know, I hate to see you tortured You know, I hate to see you tortured I hate to see you tortured Yeah, I hate to see you tortured I hate to see you tortured That you see, it was all meant for me, never you All that you see, it was all meant for me, never you Never you, never you