Poor little rose, beaten by the rain    In the wind in the gale, thunder and the hail   Sometimes I feel like I'm going insane   Without the numbness or the pain so intense to feel   'Specially now it added up through the years   And I, I taught myself how to grow   Without any love and there was poison in the rain   I taught myself how to grow   'Til I was crooked on the outside, inside's broke   I taught myself how to grow old      Most of the time I got nothing to say   When I do it's nothing and nobody's there to listen anyway   I know I'm probably better off this way   I just listen to the voices on the TV 'til I'm tired   My eyes grow heavy and I fade away      'Cause I, I taught myself how to grow   Without any love and there was poison in the rain   I taught myself how to grow   So I was crooked on the outside   I taught myself how to grow   Without any love and there was poison in the rain   I taught myself how to grow   'Til I was crooked on the outside, inside's caved   Crooked on the outside, inside's caved   Crooked on the outside, inside's caved   I taught myself how to grow old