No reason for the way we're feeling I wish it stopped so i could stop saying that i'm fine The wounds on my body never bleed 21 and i'm filled with hate for everything When you fall asleep I can feel the weight Of your thoughts on my chest When you fall asleep I can feel the weight Of your thoughts on my chest You're selling yourself so short The devil's at your door And he won't leave you alone You're selling yourself so short The devil's at your door