Cold Tile (Live)

My food is cold
But no more than these tiles in this bathroom
My head is warm
But no more than the hell in the classroom

Did you really think
Your words wouldn't hurt me?
'Cause now they're killing me inside

Yeah, I had my worst days
But I'll never forget
The things you did to me
The things you did to me

If you hit me in the past
You certainly don't remember
But I tortured myself
From January to December

What would I do?
What would I do?
I had to learn with the pain
Out of mercy I forgave you

And I'm not ashamed (and I'm not ashamed)
No, I'm not
Yeah, it was my worst days
But I want to forget
The things you did to me
The things you did to me

The things you did
The things you did
And I want to forget
The things you did

The things you did
To me
The things you did to me
I want to forget

I want to forget the things you did to me
The things you did to me
The things you did to me