Now all this psychology
Is talking straight to me...

The knives within me dig deeper
Everyday that I persist in my love...

Why do I face the barrel of a gun?
Is my life really that bad to take this step...

Take it all away, I want it no more
I choose to forget, all that has been given...

I stand broken in all that I do
No matter how hard I try to succeed...

I hate you
I hate you...