I'm looking back on stupid things I've said Was that really me or was I misled Not even a smile 'cause it's been done before And you don't think it's funny anymore
Crying I'm sorry, I'm out of my head End up fixing junk instead Taken too much I've nothing to give I got no reason left to live
Stupid kid you don't really know But I'm a time bomb ready to go Is it really fair it's not up to you to decide But hitting your arm is slow suicide