Angela Baker And My Obsession With Fire

I Wont forget the day thatthat i came toand i started thinking that theres morethan just perfect prom queeens and silver spoonsand all i ever wantedwas someoneto knock me back tothe bliss of ignorancecause i feel like running head first into trafficand so i'm here to saythat thoughts in bed with paini wont forget the day thatthat i found godin a kitchen knife now and on my armso paint the pail white floor withwith my red lifeand tell myself this pain isthe pain I loveas i swallow the pills happinessand you watch me fall likenew york in an earthquakeand so i'm here to saythat thoughts in bed with paini stand outside my pretty housei light a match to start the firei called the cops to let em knowit's 22 walthery avei thought i wanted thisI thought I wanted this(I'M HERE TO SAY)i said i wanted some more attentioni thought i wanted a story ending(I love the pain, I hate the pain)I just give in(I love the pain, I hate the pain)i think the truth is i'm scaredi think that i'm just scared to liveI think that the truth is I`m scaredi think that the truth isi'm everything that i hate