make me

You want to pressure me, you want to make me crazy and you just might succeed but my resolve is not that hazy. you want to rescue me,I think that's pretty funny you thought that this hurts me but you don't wanna see. How does it feel? What do you know? Is it the end? And it won't be what it is. How does it start? Isn't it clear? That I'll never be allright.. How do you know? What does it mean? That I'll never be alone.. That I'll never be alone.. wow oh oh oh..