If you love me, take the pain
Take the sorrow without vain

If you love me, take the guilt
Take the thought that disobedience has built

If you love me, take the scars
Take the marks life has made with its restricting bars

If you love me, take the tears
Take the sword of sadness before satan sears

If you love me, you would do this for me
But your love for me is the mere size of a pea

So stop saying you care 
Cause you are only making my heart tear

So leave me before I count to ten
Cause I never want to see you again