There's something in my head that tells me
"Slit your wrists cause you're not helping"
"Shut your mouth and go to hell please"
"They don't want you", someone help me
Slit my wrists and call me worthless
Cigarettes burns, the way you hurt me
How could anybody want me
Left to bleed, and I'm so sorry
Sometimes I hear voices
But mostly just my own
Telling me to do everything I can
To make sure that I die alone
There's something about self-sabotage
That makes me feel like i'm not wrong
Like I'm getting what I deserve and
I think "imposter" is the right word
Cut my ties and run away from
Anything that feels like home and
I never meant to hurt your feelings
Guess I'm everything I seem
Sometimes I hear voices
But mostly just my own
Telling me to do everything I can
To make sure that I die alone
And oh
This isn't what I want
But I
Don't know how to try
Slit my wrists and call me worthless
Cigarettes burns, the way you hurt me
How could anybody want me
Left to bleed, and I'm so sorry
Sometimes I hear voices
But mostly just my own
Telling me to do everything I can
To make sure that I die alone
And lately I've been trying
To get a grip on myself
Cuz I'm getting too old for all this
F*cked up, self-hate, emo bullshit
The pity party just won't stop
I'm sorry I'm nothing you want
Cause I don't want to f*ck this up
I won't run away from this home