Tekster: Breaking Benjamin. Phobia. Had Enough.

Milk it for all it's worth.
Make sure you get there first.
The apple of your eye.
The rotten core inside.
We are the prisoners.
Things couldn't get much worse.
I've had it up to here, you know your end is near.

[Chorus]
You had to have it all,
well have you had enough?
You greedy little bastard,
you'll get what you deserve.
When all is said and done,
I will be the one to leave you in the misery and hate what you've become.

Intoxicated eyes, the love and myth, that life. You should have learned by now, I'll burn this whole
world down. I need some piece of mind, no fear of what's behind. You think you've won this fight, you've
only lost your mind.

[Chorus]
You had to have it all,
well have you had enough?
You greedy little bastard,
you'll get what you deserve.
When all is said and done,
I will be the one to leave you in the misery and hate what you've become.

Hold me down.

[Chorus]
You had to have it all,
well have you had enough?
You greedy little bastard,
you'll get what you deserve.
When all is said and done,
I will be the one to leave you in the misery and hate what you've become.

Heaven help you