I've had this song in my head all day long. Don't read too much into it because, really, sometimes my emo cup doth runneth over. Nothing to see here, move along children.
Had a bad day, don't talk to me,
gonna ride this out,
My little black heart, breaks apart,
with your big mouth.
And I'm sick of my sickness
Dont touch me, you'll get this.
I'm useless, lazy, perverted,
and you hate me.
You can't save me,
You can't change me,
Well I'm waiting for my wake up call,
And everything, everything's my fault.
Went to the doctor, and I asked her,
to make this stop.
Got medication, a new addiction,
Fuckin' thanks a lot.
Had to relapse, I'm outta rehab,
It ruined everything.
So point your finger, at the singer,
He's in the pharmacy.
You can't save me,
You can't change me,
Well I'm waiting for my wake up call ,
and everything's my fault.
You can't save me,
You can't blame me,
Well I'm waiting here to take a fall,
and everything, and everthing's my fault.
And I'm a death threat haven't slept yet,
Baby wide awake at dawn.
Helmet bad boy, tell the tabloids,
everything's my fault.
I went to heaven, couldn't get it,
For what I had done.
I said forsake me, you said you're crazy
you were too much fun.
You can't save me,
You can't blame me,
Well I'm waiting here to take a fall,
and everything,everthing's my fault.
ETA: Crikey Moses, even the fortune cookies are on to me:
The smart thing to do is to start trusting your intuition.