Get the heck out of my head

I know I let you in

Is it my fault

That you took advantage and now I feel like a sin?

You’re always saying I’m too good

But that you think it’s fake

Won’t let you fall

But I start to stumble and you call me a mistake

Do you really think

I’m your punching bag

Something you can batter, bruise, and scar

Whenever you feel bad?

Listen up

I am sick of your affection

Or the pain you think could ever be the same

I’m messed up

Maybe I am condescending

Let you hate me, let you curse and curse my name

But I’m done taking all of the blame

Lethal darts disguised as pens

Make patterns on my hands

And I can’t breathe

‘Cause like your stupid jokes, they can seem so innocent

And you seem to think

I’m a piece of glass

Something you can shatter, you’re not wrong,

But you might get cut at last

So, listen up

I am sick of your affection

Or the pain you think could ever be the same

I’m messed up

Maybe I am condescending

Let you hate me, let you curse and curse my name

But I’m done taking all of the blame

The blame

I don’t wanna be

A little bit of nothing to you

Look me in the eye

Look me in the eye

And I am so sorry

If my words play in your head, too

But I don’t wanna cry

I don’t wanna cry

So, listen up

I am sick of your affection

Or the pain you think could ever be the same

I’m messed up

Maybe I am condescending

Let you hate me, let you curse and curse my name

But I, I, I’m

Done taking all of the blame