you make me feel so guilty you make me feel so bad i beg forgiveness for my crime i'm afraid of losing, all the time, the best thing that i ever had i admit that i was wrong then, the straight & narrow passed me by, i can't accept that this all there is we never do break out and live it's so much easier living a lie and i'm a failed suicidalist can't fill a fundamental need yeah i'm a failed suicidalist and one day i'll succeed it makes me feel like screaming "don't call me a man!" and now i've seen the lying stop i think i'll see the penny drop and you'll see me for what i really am but with you it never matters you give me the strength to carry on i like it living in the now i'm not interested in how things will be when it's all gone cos i'm a failed suicidalist an embarrassment to my trade an insult to my uniform i thought i had it made but here i am again ignoring the rattle of my window pane my failures are the same i scream again and again through the pain that you're all i have left
-hello, i'm a teenager...
