|Before you know it, time is slowing and it's frozen still, and the window sill looks really nice, right? You think twice about your life, it probably happens at night, right?|
|I feel something so right doing the wrong thing. I feel something so wrong doing the right thing. I could lie, coudn't I, could lie everything that kills me makes me feel alive.
|And nothing in the ground can ever grow. No hope, just lies and you're taught to cry into your pillow, but I survived. I'm still breathing. I'm still breathing. I'm still breathing. I'm still breathing. I'm alive.
|Staring at the bottom of your glass hoping one day you'll make a dream last, but dreams come slow and they go so fast. You see her when you close your eyes. Maybe one day you'll understand why. Everything you touch surely dies.|
|And I your willing victim. I let you see the parts of me that weren't all that pretty and with every touch you fixed them. Now you've been talking in your sleep, oh, oh. Things you never say to me, oh, oh. Tell me that you've had enough.|
|Do I attract you? Do I repulse you with my queasy smile? Am I too dirty? Am I too flirty? Do I like what you like? I could be wholesome. I could be loathsome. I guess I'm a little bit shy. Why don't you like me? Why don't you like me without making me try?|
|You say I'll never get your blessing till the day I die. Tough luck my friend but the answer is no! Why you gotta be so rude? Don't you know I'm human too. Why you gotta be so rude?||
|Drank too much last night, I got whiskey in my hair, have mercy. There's a grizzly in my bed, a pounding in my head and it's raging like a locomotive, no.|
|Call my name and save me from the darkness I've become. Wake me up. Bid my blood to run. I can't wake up. Before I come undone. Save me, save me from the nothing I've become. Bring me to life.|
|Feel my pulse. My heart beats. So I hold it back. But the cancer's deep. Feel my fury! Oh, oh, oh, oh-oh oh-oh. You really light me up. Oh, oh, oh, oh-oh oh-oh. Feel my fury!|
|I've got a monster to please. It says to dance with me. Please violent dancer drag yourself to the floor and don't stop swinging till we break down the doors. And swing now, swing now, twist around.|
|I can't escape this hell. So many times I've tried, but I'm still caged inside. Somebody get me through this nightmare. I can't control myself, so what if you can see the darkest side of me?|
|I don't know what stressed me first or how the pressure was fed, but I know what it feels like to have a voice in the back of my head. It's like a face that I hold inside.
|What if I wanted to fight? Beg for the rest of my life? What would you do? You say you wanted more. What are you waiting for? I'm not running from you, from you. Come break me down.|
|I have these thoughts, so often I ought to replace that slot with what I once bought. 'Cause somebody stole my car radio and now I just sit in silence sometimes quiet is violent. |