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...