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...