If you really don't believe me, you can tell me that I'm wrong. And I'd really like to look around, but my night-light won't turn on. It won't turn on. It won't turn on. It won't turn on. And you know it's gonna hurt, And you never say a word. If you want to understand me, sometimes you have to read the lines. As my tear-soaked pillow drowns me, I can see through all your lies. Through all your lies. Through all your lies. Through all your lies. And you don't want me to curse, Well fuck you. And you want me to smile, Well I try to. And you know it's gonna hurt, And you never say a word. And every tree you've planted just turns back into dirt. And you know just what you prayed for; Well I'm proof that doesn't work. It doesn't work. It doesn't work. It doesn't work. It doesn't work. The spool of thread that's in my head; it won't spin the other way again. The spool of thread that's in my head; it won't spin the other way again. The spool of thread that's in my head; it won't spin the other way again. The spool of thread that's in my head; it won't spin the other way again for me. For me. And I wanted to change, So I did, And I want to die...