• You're so twisted up inside you're mind runs in circles
    I'm the one there making the knots
    As you figure one out I create five more and laugh
    Do you love me? You and how many others
    WHY?
    I rock back n forth thinking up my newest scheme
    You think you're happy but I only make you miserable
    Boys think about me and wonder, wonder wonder
    but I don't pay them heed
    I don't understand any of their fascinations
    I'll only hurt them all in the end
    Is that what they want? To be able to be hurt by me?
    Do they want me to know how much I hurt them
    That's the point! Prove it to me
    if I cut, then can I think?
    Will my blood make things clear?
    What if I break things, maybe I'll make a noise so loud I'll go deaf
    If I can't hear you then you can't hurt me
    Then I should stare at blinding light
    Because if I can't see anyone they can't do anything to me
    The world's ******** as is, but I make it worse
    You say I'm wrong, but I know I'm right
    I want to change but every thing I say hurts someone
    Everyone around me gets stabbed and I stand in the middle in their blood
    I look untouched, but every stab goes to me ten fold
    How can I stop unless I cease to exist?
    Is that the answer then?
    Should I just stop being?