There's 5, 6, 7, 8
1,000 things that I cannot take
My heart, my mind...
I tell them I'm fine
But they see through the smoke
The mirrors
I'm hiding behind
The cuts
The blood
I'm going insane
I cannot control this heartbreaking pain
9, 10
I'm laying in bed
Trying to forget the things that you said
There's 1, 2, 3, 4,
different women I've come to abhor
I'm dead, dying
I think I'm done trying
I tell them I'm fine but they know that I'm lying
