nIs this voice really mine? Telling me: n'No one's gonna love you, boy nNo one's gonna love you, boy.' nMark it with a song, and then fuck offnI'll tell you what, diennA pitiful excuse for a humannTimes that come out like this, they always miss menAnd when you come home nRelease the hate in a tub of luke-warm water. nnAnd it's sad but it's more real than you would knownHow I hate me, it keeps me safe, don't get too closenThis brave little facade fades awaynWhat's left? What's left? nnCold, insignificance and too much emptinessnI hope redemption comes with a swift handnHolding a picture and a knife in the other handnPoised to break my skin and to lay me outnnWouldn't it be nice for both you and InIf you could wave your handnAnd make me prey for change, girl?nI'd love that change, girlnnHow long? How far to run from this horizon nJust to break my heart again? nWhy do I fall so hard? Is it you? Is it me? nIs it just history repeating? nnIt hurts, suffocatesnWell bring it on baby, I need it badly nIf this is where I'm supposed to be nHow come I don't fit? nnOkay, you winnI'm nothing and I know itnI don't wanna hear I'm shit nFor the rest of my lifennSo I'm begging 'God, intervenenGod, please save menGod, when you're here next nWon't you take me away?' nnAnd it's sad but it's more real than you would knownHow I hate me, it keeps me safe, don't get too closenFuck this brave little facade and fade it awaynWhat's left? Cold...nnCold, insignificance and too much emptiness...n