my mind (now)

What did I do wrong? Will you tell me what I did wrong, what did I?
What did I do wrong? Will you tell me what I did wrong, what did I?
What did I do wrong? Will you tell me what I did wrong, what did I?

Was it a first offense?
How long had you been harboring that venom?
You could have used your words then
You wanted them to hurt and so I let ′em
Never would I beseech you
As some sadistic vengeance exercise
To endure what you put me through
I don’t think you would pull out on the other side

I know you had a temper, but I guess I thought I was immune
Felt it as you severed my mind, tore it all of the way through
And I was strawberry picking, you were gathering ammunition to use
And the shrapnel digs in, my mind has not been silent since you

My mind has not been silent since you
What did I do wrong? Will you tell me what I did wrong, what did I?
What did I do wrong? Will you tell me what I did wrong, what did I?