Pandora’s box

from Epilogue by Wicked

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lyrics

So kind, so fair
So generous
So helpful
So considerate
I'm tired of wasting my time
I don't deserve this

You're so focused on yourselves
You don't get to see that
we're quite different
That I am better than you

I'm sick of kissing your ass
Of making you love me
Of fulfilling your expectations

Call me when you got something for me
If it's not about you
Call me when you don't suck
When you're a better person

I'm sick of having to win
To be the best for you
While you settle in
Enjoy and complain

This message is for you, pricks
I'm fed up with satisfying everyone
This is what I am
What I really am
I don't care what could come to me
If you don't understand

You get used to me
Then it's never enough
My favours sink into oblivion
But I must kiss your ass for a break in your egoism

I'll give a shit for all your matters
I have no reason to keep on
with this game
This stupid game
This is what I am
I'm the best thing surrounding you
But you don't understand

You get used to me...

Call me...

My intentions have always been good
I've tried my best to make you happy
You'll never thank me enough
For what I am
What I really am
I don't care how you feel about it
You don't understand
You get used to me...