Is this voice really mine? Telling me:    'No one's gonna love you, boy    No one's gonna love you, boy.'    Mark it with a song, and then fuck off   I'll tell you what, die      A pitiful excuse for a human   Times that come out like this, they always miss me   And when you come home    Release the hate in a tub of luke-warm water.       And it's sad but it's more real than you would know   How I hate me, it keeps me safe, don't get too close   This brave little facade fades away   What's left? What's left?       Cold, insignificance and too much emptiness   I hope redemption comes with a swift hand   Holding a picture and a knife in the other hand   Poised to break my skin and to lay me out      Wouldn't it be nice for both you and I   If you could wave your hand   And make me prey for change, girl?   I'd love that change, girl      How long? How far to run from this horizon    Just to break my heart again?    Why do I fall so hard? Is it you? Is it me?    Is it just history repeating?       It hurts, suffocates   Well bring it on baby, I need it badly    If this is where I'm supposed to be    How come I don't fit?       Okay, you win   I'm nothing and I know it   I don't wanna hear I'm shit    For the rest of my life      So I'm begging 'God, intervene   God, please save me   God, when you're here next    Won't you take me away?'       And it's sad but it's more real than you would know   How I hate me, it keeps me safe, don't get too close   Fuck this brave little facade and fade it away   What's left? Cold...      Cold, insignificance and too much emptiness...