Self-inflicted Misery

Maybe I hurt myself on the outside
To try to kill whats on the inside
Maybe I hurt myself on the outside
Because I truly have nothing

I don't want to see anymore
Rip my eyes out
I don't want to hear anymore
Rip my ears off
I don't want to love you anymore
Rip my heart out

My heart is held together
With strings and tape
It's breaking
Wanting to be ripped out
So I can leave this world
And have a shot at happiness

Not if I'm banished to Hell..
Because what I do to myself;
These endless attempts at suicide,
Is close enough to murder