If you really want some answered questions
And you really wanna know just what it's like
If you really wanna dig inside my head
Pull up a chair, I hope you got all night
I'll tell you why I fucking hate my life and
I'll tell you why I can't seem to get it right
I'll tell you why I entertain the thought
Of dying all the time
There's a little bit of me in everyone
Whether you admit it or not, we're all the same
I'm every morning you wake up alone
I'm every time you're drunk and walking home
I'm all your tears you cry until you can't see
I'm everything you swore you'd never be
And the list goes on and on...