I scream inside, "I'm so fucking alone,"
Drowning in thoughts, a world I can't outgrow.
He screws up, I swallow it down,
But when I break, his words tear me apart, no sound.
Why is his pain a sacred, bleeding thing,
While mine just pisses him off, makes him want to sting?
I didn't choose this, this hollow, empty space,
But feeling nothing is better than this disgrace.
This poison burns, I hate the taste, I swear,
But when I'm this lost, it's the only thing that's there.
A blurry, fucked-up world where pain goes numb,
Just trying to breathe, before I come undone.
He screws up, I swallow it down,
But when I break, his words tear me apart, no sound.
Why is his pain a sacred, bleeding thing,
While mine just pisses him off, makes him want to sting?
I didn't choose this, this hollow, empty space,
But feeling nothing is better than this disgrace.
This poison burns, I hate the taste, I swear,
But when I'm this lost, it's the only thing that's there.
A blurry, fucked-up world where pain goes numb,
Just trying to breathe, before I come undone.
He screws up, I swallow it down,
But when I break, his words tear me apart, no sound.
Why is his pain a sacred, bleeding thing,
While mine just pisses him off, makes him want to sting?
I didn't choose this, this hollow, empty space,
But feeling nothing is better than this disgrace.
This poison burns, I hate the taste, I swear,
But when I'm this lost, it's the only thing that's there.
A blurry, fucked-up world where pain goes numb,
Just trying to breathe, before I come undone.
He screws up, I swallow it down,
But when I break, his words tear me apart, no sound.
Why is his pain a sacred, bleeding thing,
While mine just pisses him off, makes him want to sting?
I didn't choose this, this hollow, empty space,
But feeling nothing is better than this disgrace.
This poison burns, I hate the taste, I swear,
But when I'm this lost, it's the only thing that's there.
A blurry, fucked-up world where pain goes numb,
Just trying to breathe, before I come undone.
He screws up, I swallow it down,
But when I break, his words tear me apart, no sound.
Why is his pain a sacred, bleeding thing,
While mine just pisses him off, makes him want to sting?
I didn't choose this, this hollow, empty space,
But feeling nothing is better than this disgrace.
This poison burns, I hate the taste, I swear,
But when I'm this lost, it's the only thing that's there.
A blurry, fucked-up world where pain goes numb,
Just trying to breathe, before I come undone.
He screws up, I swallow it down,
But when I break, his words tear me apart, no sound.
Why is his pain a sacred, bleeding thing,
While mine just pisses him off, makes him want to sting?
I didn't choose this, this hollow, empty space,
But feeling nothing is better than this disgrace.
This poison burns, I hate the taste, I swear,
But when I'm this lost, it's the only thing that's there.
A blurry, fucked-up world where pain goes numb,
Just trying to breathe, before I come undone.
