Watch as I'm beating my head against,
wall that will not break
But this pain will keep me awake for hours

As long as I'm bleeding I'll get satisfied
It's really not that bad
'Cause the pain will keep me awake for hours

And the last thing that I ever want to do
Is to make you feel like this
 [bad word]  [bad word] it's never in black and white?
Don't know why all my words [bad word] out lines
Well the [bad word]  it gets washed away
Maybe someday...

Tired of fighting with myself
Battles I can't win
But what doesn't kill me makes me stronger

Carving these circles in my skin
It's really not that bad
'Cause the pain that keeps me make me stronger

And the last thing that I ever want to do
Is make you feel like this
 [bad word]  [bad word] it's never in black and white?
Don't know why all my words [bad word] out lines
Well the [bad word]  it gets washed away
Maybe someday...
 [bad word] it's never in black and white?
Don't know why all my words [bad word] out lines
Well the [bad word]  it gets washed away
Maybe someday...
Maybe someday...

Ever wanted to see that the sky could fall?
Never wanted the rights of the world to be wrong
Hope and we pray as the angels cry
 [bad word]  [bad word] it's never in black and white?
Don't know why all my words [bad word] out lines
Well the [bad word]  it gets washed away
Maybe someday...
 [bad word] it's never in black and white?
Don't know why all my words [bad word] out right
Well the [bad word]  it hurts anyway
Maybe someday... 
Maybe someday...
(Well there's gotta be, gotta be a reason)
Maybe someday...