One, two, three, four
I lose count telling myself just one more
The blood drips down my arm, pooling on the floor
I don't care what you think, I lack self-discipline
I can't stop and save myself from the growing pain within
I can't continue, can't keep saying everything is fine
I've lost my direction, and the will to keep myself in line
So make your comments, your snide remarks, I know what you all say
I know you hate me and think me crazy, but maybe it's better that way
