I've been thinking up a storm but it doesn't mean my thoughts are clearing 
burning rage will keep me warm but you're too gone to hear it 
burning but I hesitate to burn this final bridge
yearning for a better way than to say 'to [bad word] with this'

I'm twisted again
doubled in pain
a shell of myself is all that will remain

everyday there's something new it just goes on and on 
I try to take a different view still I'm doing something wrong 
burning but I hesitate to burn this final bridge 
yearning for a better way to say 'to [bad word] with this'

I'm twisted again
doubled in pain
a shell of myself is all that will remain

bills spilling out onto the floor [bad word] to life my friend 
working but there's so many more will this [bad word] never end?
too much responsibility I just can't take much more 
and when you act so cold it just points me to that door

I'm twisted again
I'm twisted again
doubled in pain
a shell of myself is all that will remain