Sometimes I cry so loud that people worry about me.
Sometimes I fall so far that I become unidentified.
I'm in a place that's undefined.
I'm reminded all the time that this wasn't all my fault.
Even though I took the blame you had your fair assault.
Somebody would miss you if you were to go.
But who that would be, I don't know.
Because it wouldn't be me, no.
It wouldn't be me
Sometimes I'm so damaged that I just can't be repaired.
Sometimes I get that feeling that you never cared.
And sometimes I hate myself and I become alone.
And sometimes hell is my home.
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