Last night I threw all my sheets over my head with all the bad things I've been thinking of you And I hate that it could turn everything to dust and bones That try to keep me, straight as I once was 'Cause I wanna hear you say That you think it can't get any worse When you're feeling you're down enough At this time I realized That nobody is someone special It will turn everything to dust and bones And will hurt like a sting from a Blue Devil