There's something in my head
They call it destruction
There's some things in my head
They call it dysfunction
The broken pieces spin
That's why my nose bled
I can't tell the time
Something broke inside
While you sit there and hate me
Why don't you try to listen
The look on the mirror is hazy
It's hanging in the wrong position

And I do, and I do,
And I do, and I do
Fucking hate myself
What's to do, what's to do,
What's to do, what's to do
When you fucking hate yourself

Something's in my head
It's filled with destruction
Some things in my head
It's filled with dysfunction
The broken pieces spin
That's why my nose bled
I can't tell the time
Something broke inside
While I face the beating
Why don't I feel it hurting
The fire on my hands is burning
Does being numb mean you're boring

And I do, and I do,
And I do, and I do
Fucking hate myself
What's to do, what's to do,
What's to do, what's to do
When you fucking hate yourself