Suddenly the guilt is written on your face
God only knows how down deep it goes
Nothin left to say in this pitiful state
I'm takin' the shame out on a song

I need to settle down maybe
Take some pity on myself
 [bad word] you, I said [bad word] My mind is better off dead [bad word] you, I said [bad word] Who are these voices in my head

Someone poured cold cement in your soul
And now all the beautiful colors are turning to gray
I notice you're happy only when you're miserable
(like some other people I know)
You love to eat your heart out just for the taste

We bleed so preciously, baby
Hopeless refugees of war
 [bad word] you, I said [bad word] My mind is better off dead [bad word] you, I said [bad word] Oh, God, I feel like I'm shot in the head

Into the air and into the lungs
And then down under the skin
Sweetly feeding the blood [bad word] Part of the flesh part of the bone [bad word] the brain & blackening the soul

Hip hip hip boom boom way to go
I got a brand new me I don't even know
Before I get a little sick or a
Little cold, there's just one thing that you should know

We scream so desperately, baby
Choking on the words as they fall
 [bad word] you I said [bad word] My mind is better off dead [bad word] you I said
I can't stop these feelings