I won't forget the day that, that I came to And I started thinking that there's more Than just perfect prom queens and silver spoons And all I ever wanted Was someone to knock me back to The bliss of ignorance Cause I feel like running head-first into traffic And so I'm here to say that thought's in bed with pain I won't forget the day that, that I found God In a kitchen knife now and on my arm So paint the pale white floor with my red life And tell myself this pain is the pain I love As I swallow the pills of happiness And you watch me fall like New York in an earthquake And so I'm here to say that thought's in bed with pain I stand outside my pretty house I light a match to start the fire I called the cops To let 'em know It's 22 Walthery Ave. I thought I wanted this I thought I wanted this I'm here to say I said I wanted some more attention I thought I wanted a story ending (I love the pain, I hate the pain) I just give in (I love the pain, I hate the pain) I think that the truth is, I'm scared I think that I'm just scared to live I think that the truth is, I'm scared I think that the truth is, I'm everything that I hate