It's four in the morning you knock on my door.   You're looking for sympathy, I've got no more.      Death's overrated    You just need some rest   You make it my problem when you're so depressed.      And you say    It's all about you and your pain   I'm so sick of hearing   About your tortured life   What are you hiding inside?      You called up and woke me   Now I'm pissed off   I've given you everything it's not enough      You bring on your problems   That's what it's about   Just look me up when you sort yourself out.      And you say    It's all about you and your pain   I'm so sick of hearing   About your tortured life   What are you hiding inside?      And you say    It's all about you and your pain   I'm so sick of hearing   About your tortured life   What are you hiding..   What are you hiding..   What are you hiding..   What are you hiding inside?    What are you hiding inside?    What are you hiding inside?    What are you hiding inside?