everytime i think things are going great

i'm wrong

 

Tv numbs me down till i can't think straight

mute blind and numb but i still feel great

thats wrong

 

get up

fall down

you lose again

 

Hate me for what you see in me

hate me for what i wanna be

thats wrong

 

i can feel the heat come in the window

everything in the world tells me don't go

well why not?