how comforting that people like you never change
(Huh) you underlings
All stumbling to catch our gaze
Crumbling under the pressure
Don't you just love obsession?
Your struggle births my pleasure
(Got sadistic intentions, ah)
Like bishops, castles, queens
You'd be so lonely
If there were not for me
The passion, patching up pain
Hanging the power we hold
Over your mind, over your body
And your signed-away soul
If you're looking to impress
Entertain or to be of use
Then prove you care as much you say you do
I want you crying for me, I want you, I want you
Wa-wa-wa-wa, wa-wa-wa-wa
I want you fighting for me, and when you all lose
Wa-wa-wa-wa, wa-wa (cry for me)
Cry for me
Cry for me
Cry for me
Cry for me
