There's blood on my hands. It's not yours. It's not someone else'. It's mine, all mine.

I use to show you how I get hurt all the time
I didn't know that it took all our time
but you made me happy just by listening when I'm sad
your ears aren't like my mom's and dad's

Be yourself. Yourself is in the future.

A broken dream makes reality a nightmare.

Couldn't be anymore sadder
couldn't get any better
but you make nightmares come true

The haunting of yesterday
and the intimidation of tomorrow
both contributes to the pain
I'm feeling today