when all is said and done,
and you’ve nowhere left to run,
do you still think you know me?
even if i chased you across a million fields
just to be caught and tortured?
do you still have a place left for me?
after all the pain, torment, and anger,
do you still understand me?

and yet, although i have tried
tried so hard to push you away;
when all is said and done,
and there’s nowhere left to run,
do you still think you know me?
after i’ve used your own strength
to bring you down to my level,
do you still love me?