[Einar:]
You have torn me, inside out.
Nothing but, a nervous wreck.
You have got me, on a leash,
You whip me with, a leash called love...
I've lost all sense of direction, you make me a victim
To your friends' nasty remarks, and I don't know how
I survive, I can no longer
Distinguish from, right or wrong,
Sane insane, whip me back,
Back and forth, paranoid.
Leash called love...