I don´t go out much
´Cause parties are too much
And I don´t need anymore judgement
So you keep your gossip
You´re cool and you´re toxic

Already got someone who does it

It´s me, and that voice in my head
Telling me that I´m better off dead
If you think that you can make me cry
More than me, myself and I
Well go ahead and try

If you talk to me, like I talk to myself
I´d give you the finger, I´d say, "Go to hell"
You can be mean, make it sting pretty well
But you can´t say shit I don´t say to myself

I wish you could hurt me
So maybe when I bleed
I could blame somebody else
But she´s sick and she´s twisted
A bit masochistic

There´s no point in calling for help

It´s me, and that voice in my head
Telling me that I´m better off dead
If you think that you can make me cry
More than me, myself and I
Well go ahead and try

If you talk to me, like I talk to myself
I´d give you the finger, I´d say, "Go to hell"
You can be mean, make it sting pretty well
But you can´t say shit I don´t say to myself
Like you´re useless, you´re stupid
If you´re hard to love
No one likes you, you´re crazy, you´re totally fucked
If you talk to me, like I talk to myself
I talk to myself

It´s me
Yeah that voice in my head telling me
That I´m better off dead
If you think that you can make me cry
More than me, myself and I
Make me wanna die

If you talk to me, like I talk to myself
I´d give you the finger, I´d say, "Go to hell"
You can be mean, make it sting pretty well
But you can´t say shit I don´t say to myself
Like you´re useless, you´re stupid
You´re too hard to love
No one likes you, you´re crazy, you´re totally fucked
If you talk to me, like I talk to myself
I talk to myself