What Makes Songtext
try to take away what has been mine for years
and i've struggled in line with all my peers
invade my heart, try to take my life
and you've never even seen me
what makes you think you can take someone
and mold them into what you want
what makes you think you can take someone
and mold them into what you want
what makes you think you would be the one
to re-write what we've done
try to break away from this paranoid highway of tears
but there's no exit here
i can't fake i'm fine, i can't hide my mind
you know it's never really been that wide
you won't take my place, you'll never take my pride
as long as i'm still alive
what makes you think you can take someone
and mold them into what you want
what makes you think you would be the one
to re-write what we've done
it makes me sick, you think that you could take away from this
you think that you would have a part of this
and it makes me sick, it makes me sick
see these walls have been built by hand
and all night long on guard i will stand
i'm coming back just in time for the save
some people it takes a fist to change
so i'll chase you, break through
to help you understand the things you can't do
things you can't do, things you can't
what makes you think you can take someone
and mold them into what you want
what makes you think you would be the one
to re-write what we've done
what makes you think something so delecate
could ever, ever be stolen
and i've struggled in line with all my peers
invade my heart, try to take my life
and you've never even seen me
what makes you think you can take someone
and mold them into what you want
what makes you think you can take someone
and mold them into what you want
what makes you think you would be the one
to re-write what we've done
try to break away from this paranoid highway of tears
but there's no exit here
i can't fake i'm fine, i can't hide my mind
you know it's never really been that wide
you won't take my place, you'll never take my pride
as long as i'm still alive
what makes you think you can take someone
and mold them into what you want
what makes you think you would be the one
to re-write what we've done
it makes me sick, you think that you could take away from this
you think that you would have a part of this
and it makes me sick, it makes me sick
see these walls have been built by hand
and all night long on guard i will stand
i'm coming back just in time for the save
some people it takes a fist to change
so i'll chase you, break through
to help you understand the things you can't do
things you can't do, things you can't
what makes you think you can take someone
and mold them into what you want
what makes you think you would be the one
to re-write what we've done
what makes you think something so delecate
could ever, ever be stolen