now i don't want to fighti don't want to hear your talk
i only want to know when to walk and when to run
and i don't want revenge
and i don't want to save my pride
i only want to know that i tried the best i can
and i feel you when the colder north winds blow
feel you scratch my front door and i knew you'd show
angry angel
why don't you let me live my life?
i've been trying to tell you
that all of the things you do ain't cool
take your low red light along to other lives now
i feel your feathers brush my back as i give myself up 
for the night
the crystal fangs shine by the moon and you ask me who 
you should bite
but you treat justice like a whore and you're not even 
close to right
and i don't want to fight
no i don't want to take it there
i know you like to say that you care
and that's a sin
and i don't want revenge
no i don't want the eye for eye thing
this isn't just a song that i sing
it's my real life
and i don't want to fight
and i don't want to lose my mind
i hear your offer
and thanks but no, i'm fine