Текст: Amos The Transparent. I'm on Trial.

You said you'd only go if I went
But who were we to know of choices we'd regret
I thought that I'd be strong and you'd help me to forget
We knew I was at fault, but where did you stand?

How could you figure I'm a mannequin?
You dress me, mold me, then take me apart
As I am yours for the taking
As I am yours for all time, all time

But it seems I'm on the run with nowhere to hide
And how could you think this would help me decide
And the one time you're unoccupied I'm on trial

So I packed up my bags, I knew you'd understand
It must have been the beautiful part of your whole plan
I thought that I was strong and you know you proved me right
We knew I was at fault but who knew this would go for years and years