What would I need drugs for?
To keep my mind off you
Why do I lock myself in my room
Alone?
And I was scared
That the world would make me numb
And I would become like it
Someday they will pay for all of this
Break, break, shatter the mirror
Glass, glass, glass in my hand
Blood, blood, blood on the counter
And I don't think you'd ever understand
Hurt, hurt, hurting my feelings
Fuck, fuck, my self-esteem
Shut, shut the door and let me be
Some things are just wrong with me
Why would I cut myself?
To keep my mind off you
Why do I hate myself the way I do?
I do
And I was scared
That the world would make me numb
And I would become like it
Someday they will pay for all of this
Break, break, shatter the mirror
Glass, glass, glass in my hand
Blood, blood, blood on the counter
And I don't think you'd ever understand
Hurt, hurt, hurting my feelings
Fuck, fuck, my self-esteem
Shut, shut the door and let me be
Some things are just wrong with me
Look at me now
Look at me hurt myself tonight
Look at me now
Look at me, look at me hurt myself tonight
Break, break, shatter the mirror
Glass, glass, glass in my hand
Blood, blood, blood on the counter
And I don't think you'd ever understand
Hurt, hurt, hurting my feelings
Fuck, fuck, my self-esteem
Shut, shut the door and let me be
Some things are just wrong
Please leave
Please leave
Artist: Howard Roberts
Artist: Beegie Adair
Artist: New Christs