I dressed myself for my own funeral tonight. C'mon!
Tonight I drank myself into a $#&@ing coma.
$#&@ this %#@! world. Each day I am growing colder.

Tonight intended to be, the end of everything "me".
My blood is burning through my veins, $#&@ing urgently.
I'm decomposing and I'm not even dead.

My body's breaking down until it is shed.
My chest, a coffin closed where you used to be.
Time heals nothing. Trust is so $#&@ed. You're dead to me.

Trust is so $#&@ed.
Believing is just another word for self defeat.
Nothing you give will ever mean a $#&@ing thing.

Disappointment is certain, and so I fall to my knees.
I've handed down my life with every breath I breathe.
I'm decomposing and I'm not even dead.

My body's breaking down until it is shed.
My chest, a coffin closed where you used to be.
Time heals nothing. Trust is so $#&@ed. You're dead to me.

I dressed myself for my own funeral tonight. C'mon!
Night after $#&@ing night, knife at my throat.
Endless $#&@ing tears for you, I've lost all hope.