talk to myself

I don't go out much

'Cause parties are too much

And I don't need anymore judgement

So you keep your gossip

You're cool and you're toxic

Already got someone who does it

It's me, and that voice in my head telling me

That I'm better off dead

If you think that you can make me cry

More than me, myself and I

Well go ahead and try

If you talked to me like I talk to myself

I'd give you the finger, I'd say, "Go to hell"

You can be mean, make it sting pretty well

But you can't say shit I don't say to myself

I wish you could hurt me

So maybe when I bleed

I could blame somebody else

But she's sick and she's twisted

A bit masochistic

There's no point in calling for help

It's me, and that voice in my head telling me

That I'm better off dead

If you think that you can make me cry

More than me, myself and I

Well go ahead and try

If you talked to me like I talk to myself

I'd give you the finger, I'd say, "Go to hell"

You can be mean, make it sting pretty well

But you can't say shit I don't say to myself

Like you're useless, you're stupid

You're too hard to love

No one likes you, you're crazy, you're totally fucked

If you talked to me, like I talk to myself

I talk to myself

It's me

Yeah, that voice in my head telling me

That I'm better off dead

If you think that you can make me cry

Well, me, myself and I

Make me wanna die

If you talked to me like I talk to myself

I'd give you the finger, I'd say, "Go to hell"

You can be mean, make it sting pretty well

But you can't say shit I don't say to myself

Like you're useless, you're stupid

You're too hard to love

No one likes you, you're crazy, you're totally fucked

If you talked to me, like I talk to myself

I talk to myself