In another life I'd consider you a good friend Statistically, I've died in it by now How come you've never even visited your hometown Don't you wonder if your lack of love's innate When is late too late In your opinion to change Are you as powerless as I was I know you know who I am now I know you feel ashamed You taught me how to believe some are just born evil It's a shame it had to end the way it did It's a shame it had to end the way it did I heard you moved to Brooklyn with your backpack Just you and foggy streets and skateboard wheels I heard you hurt somebody back in college pretty bad I heard you slipped something into her drink How far is too far In your opinion to draw the line I know you're not as Catholic as your mom But she could trust you And if I could trust you I got kinda scared that I could end up like you So I'm kind of glad it ended like it did But part of me still sings just like you did You were my best friend, but now you're a rapist So I threw you on the curb And the fact is, I should have seen this coming There's a reason violence is a noun, not a verb It lasts forever It's who you are If you like making people bleed and leaving scars It's hard to care how it's justified You taught someone how to kill a dream, a heart And if they cannot fight you back, I know someone who will It's me, I'll start It's me, I'll start So if I see you at a show someday I've practiced in the shower what I'll say Fuck all that, I hope that you die young Without any remorse leaving my tongue

I'm running out of songs to write I'm running out of way to say I want to die I'm running out of chances to cry wolf I was sober all night I can't have sex with you And I can't hold your hand I can't sleep next to you And I can't be your man I can't be your man I'm running out of ways To show you that I care But is it still as meaningful When you know it's hard to say, and I am scared There's a song I used to sing When I was home alone, and in my bunkbed And it sounds like this, except A little quieter, for I'm ashamed of how I really feel, oh I'm Ashamed of how I really feel, oh I'm Ashamed of how I really feel, oh I'm Ashamed of how I feel Here comes the good part Here comes the good part Coming up, coming up, coming up I can't explain why it's so comforting 'Cause really, I don't know There is something to be said About never leaving home (instrumental)

I know what I want Happiness, it's pretty simple Isn't that universal I know I am strong I know I am strong of spirit What's stopping me from getting things I want Nothing It's not my fault I'm not great at anything, it's Not my fault I'm not good at much, it is Not my fault I am master of no situation I've ever been in, I've ever been in (instrumental) I believe in God I think that's an understatement I've looked death in the eyes, I've moved past it And I'm still alive It's icy and it's slow And it comes to me on bridges when infinity's below It's within my grasp I am a train, I can't find the tracks It's not my fault I am aging so quickly, it's Not my fault I'm this far from home I have never been closer to dreams of being Two years old I'm crawling on the carpet I like to go downstairs So I go there (instrumental) I know what I want That's the difference between me and you Trust me, I know it way better than any of you bastards do I love anyone Who takes up arms Against a system that fucks them and causes them harm And I wouldn't say it's romantic It's a war fought with sobbing and suicide in lieu of arms And I know this part by heart It's familiar from the start It's that all-destroying smell I guess this is rock bottom I've always wondered what that felt like Doesn't feel like much I guess I'll never know You might never know Pray you never know

You know it's hard to say but you know I'll try my best I've tried a lot of times but most of those times I've guessed It isn't easy to at all, to admit there's something wrong with me Wrong with me, wrong with me And i don't want to be here, i'm sure you understand What it feels like to have another person in your head I'm getting sick of all the noise, getting sick of being In this state of mind State of mind, state of mind, state of mind (instrumental) Now I'm all alone here and I think This could use a cleaning 'Cause it stinks in here so bad I don't know how I can stand it How'd I ever let it go this long I blinked and I was twenty Well, that scares me deeply I'll never blink again Some boxes full of wine And suddenly, a rush of new sensations from behind Picture of a young man drinking Sound of an old car driving Visions of our ship sinking Memories of angels singing Who let the prisoners out of their cage Who left the keys lying next to the grates Is anyone else left thinking That we don't control our destinies That we should let them be When people die, do they give up their dignity Or not, or not, or not I was sleeping in a deathbed I woke up I guess it wasn't mine Well, that's the greatest pleasure I have ever known You tell me I sound crazy When I try To better myself, oh Inspiration is a demon in disguise Most of the time, I feel alright That's part of the problem That's part of the problem That's part of the problem That's the worst part and I make light of it I'll crack a smile Then you'll crack a smile Then we'll laugh Then we'll laugh Then we'll laugh Laugh, laugh But when we laugh, we get self-conscious Conscious, conscious, conscious We start sweating on our smashed up faces The combination of our respective parents' genetics Folded into a brand new kind of thoroughly wasted space Personality-less apes Impressions of what our parents thought of us And remnants of the names the big kids Called us on the playground back in school (instrumental) Our personal years never really meant anything The combination of our respective parents' genetics Folded up in a little paper box from KFC Personality-less apes Reflections of what we see in mirrors After staring at ourselves for hours Chanting incantations all the while (instrumental) They told me it gets better, they were wrong They told me it gets better, they were wrong If you honestly think it gets better, well, you're lying to yourself But that's not the worst part about it you can make light of it you can make light of it you can make light of it you can make light of it you can make light of it you can make light of it you can make light of it you can make light of it you can make light of it you can make light of it you can make light of it you can make light of it you can make light of ityou can make light of it you can make light of it you can make light of it you can make light of it you can make light of ityou can make light of ityou can make light of it you can make light of it you can make light of it you can make light of ityou can make light of ityou can make light of ityou can make light of ityou can make light of ityou can make light of it you can make light of ityou can make light of ityou can make light of ityou can make light of ityou can make light of ityou can make light of ityou can make light of ityou can make light of ityou can make light of ityou can make light of ityou can make light of ityou can make light of it you can make lightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlightlight

Picture a bell so great The ringing never ends Find that the eyes of gods Peer out from everything Picture a fire so warm It sets the woods ablaze Somehow I can see you there inside it Forever I am waiting here to find it And it's easy It's so easy It's so easy to give in Even in my darkest days There's little hints of light But it's pretty dark at night It's harder by the day To pretend I don't miss the old ways I don't miss my old friends (instrumental) No more senseless pain No more sound of rain No more bills to pay No more fighting fate No more fighting fate No more fighting fate Sometimes, in a quiet room I'll hear an awful sound Sometimes it passes by like wind Sometimes it sticks around I don't wanna live like this I don't know how to live like this I don't need medication, I am fine I'm sorry I don't show it all the time I don't need medication, I am fine I'm sorry I don't show it all the time (instrumental)

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I didn't eat today Or yesterday And I can't say I'll eat tomorrow Eating gives me energy But there's that I would need energy for Don't live like you're dying Live like you're dead You don't have to be scared Of any of the things That could kill you 'Cause everything around you could kill you And I know that's true There's nothing left that makes me happy anymore And that's the case for absolutely everyone But if you're not ready to admit that yet, it's fine We'll get there if we try That's growing up, that's what growing up is We get older 'til we die And mature until we're dead inside I saw my heart today I felt it say "Kid, you're on the right track." I didn't believe a word I just couldn't take in what I had heard I spent the best days of my life working late I missed the party of a lifetime putting money in the bank I miss the only thing that matters in this world So consistently, that you might guess that I'm some kind of masochist (instrumental) I wasn't made for this world It's a little too harsh for me I know a lot of folks who feel the same way I know a lot of folks who tried hard to escape You can do that if you try That's suicide, that's what suicide is No one you know is gonna end up right But everything will end, somehow Everyone will get a little bit better Everyone gets happier, sometimes (instrumental) Just once, I'd like to smile and mean it Just once, I'd like to smile and mean it Just once, I'd like to smile and mean it Just once, just once, just once Just once, just once, just once That's enough.