I had this voice ringing in my head 
Telling me it would be better in the end.
I tore myself to a pile of shreds
Looking for a part that wasn't broke yet. 

This empty hole inside my chest is all that I have left. 
The past I hold around my neck is choking me to death. 

Don't waste your time on me 
I am beyond repair. I am sick but it feels fine to me, 
And if you really care, leave me alone in my own Nightmare. 

I live cast aside in the [bad word] wake of a wrecking ball of a fate. 
Haunted by the times when I'm wide awake in a nightmare 
I cannot shake. this empty hole inside my chest is all that 
I have left. the past I hold around my neck is choking me to death.

Don't waste your time on me 
I am beyond repair. I am sick but it feels fine to me, 
And if you really care, leave me alone in my own nightmare. 

Don't waste your time on me 
I am beyond repair. I am sick but it feels fine to me, 
And if you really care, leave me alone in my own nightmare. 

I am beyond repair. I am sick but it feels fine to me, 
And if you really care, leave me alone in my own nightmare...