I don't need your tears.

I'm afraid. People just don't see it.

I've been told to lean on those who love me... Not many of those.

I won't beg for your love; if I have to beg for it, it's not worth having.

It's my way of screwing you over without actually screwing you.

My mind has been let go.

I'm trapped in this hell called "home".

I can't win this game.

Bones don't just get that big.

I'm in the picture it's just no one can see me.