I Wish They Were Dead

I find shelter in every song I write And everything I do, I do it for the ride And you can’t save me it’s my own sabotage I light my heart on fire, it’ll burn just like a match Ooh, put it out Can I make it through the night Without having a single fight With the critics inside my head Oh, how I wish they were dead I’m convinced they can even raise hell But then they tell me, “Babe, you’re doing so well” And you and I both know I’m lying to myself And everybody knows I need help Ooh, put it out Can I make it through the night Without having a single fight With the critics inside my head Oh, how I wish they were dead I can’t stand alone in a crowded room Without thinking what they assume And every now and then it gets hard to breathe I can’t stand the heat Can I make it through the night Without having a single fight With the critics inside my head Oh, how I wish they were