The woman named Iris
Gave birth to the goddess
In her son who cant say her name
Because of all the pain
I miss you, but Im glad youre gone
I want you, but Im not alone
Im haunted by you but Ill get you gone
If it takes me all my life long
You take back the pain you gave me
You take back what doesnt belong to me
Take back the shame you gave me
Take back what doesnt belong to me
Im Irish, Im English
Im Moslem, Im Jewish
Im a girl, Im a boy
And the goddess meant for me only joy
And real love requires you
Give up those loves whom you
Think you love best, love puts you through the test
And only loyal love will bring me happiness
And take back the rage you gave me
Take back the hatred you gave me for me
Take back the anger that nearly killed me
Take back what doesnt belong to me
And real love requires you
Give up those loves that you
Think you love best, love put you through the test
And only loyal love will bring you happiness
And take back the pain you gave me
You take back what doesnt belong to me
Take back the blame you gave me
Take back what doesnt belong to me
Take back what doesnt belong to me
Take back what doesnt belong to me
Take back what doesnt belong to me