Like cigarettes and gasoline 
I light a match and watch this scene 
Burn away in front of me 
Ashes of my misery 

I swear sometimes I think this life is killing me 

I swear it's killin me 
All our shattered hopes 
And our long dead dreams 
The wreckage that we all try to keep  [bad word] to life 
And tearing us apart at the seams 

Sun bleached bones and withered trees 
Slowly rotting just like me 
Empty bottles broken glass 
My resolve is fading fast 

I swear sometimes I think this life is killing me 

I swear it's killin me 
All our shattered hopes 
And our long dead dreams 
The wreckage that we all try to keep  [bad word] to life 
And tearing us apart at the seams