This World Wasn't Made For Me

Standing so close I can hear all your whispers I'm playing with fire I'm running with scissors I'm sick and I'm tired I'm broken and withered My heart is so cold now I can't help but shiver I cannot give All that's expected of me The older I get The more that I realize that This world wasn't made for me Now I've grown bitter Pessimistic I'm cynical And all of your actions Just prove hypocritical The older I get The more that I realize that This world wasn't made for me Hate who I am for a million reasons I'm falling apart into thousands of pieces I'm losing this battle With all of my demons I've cut all my losses Still trying to break even I've wasted away too much time Trying to rationalize The feeling in me that I have to gouge out my eyes It's not that I'm a masochist Despite what I feel inside It's just that too often I'm seeing through all your lies I cannot give All that's expected of me The older I get The more that I realize that This world wasn't made for me Now I've grown bitter Pessimistic I'm cynical And all of your actions Just prove hypocritical The older I get The more that I realize that This world wasn't made for me This world wasn't made for me This world wasn't made for me