Im going to tear out all my hair
Im going to burn the clothes i wear
Im going to fuck up my life
Turn it back to number 5
When i actually felt alive
And i could actually thrive
I remember those days
Everything was simple
Now my legs are fucked
Now my arms are fucked
Now im wearing sweaters
In this hundred degree weather
Now i dont know what to do
Whether i want pain
Or i want to end it all
Or maybe i want to fall
Off the Montrose Bridge
At a quarter to five
Wake up in the hospital
Start all over
Wait till im older
And i want to do it all again
Thats the thrill of ending it all
Its doing it all again
