Welcome to my private hell There's no one to fight now enjoy myself I'd rather drown than ask for help I wish I was someone else. Mr. Perfect, Misconstrued Lead the way, follow through You probably hate me, I do too You're so much like me I feel sorry for you. But I think you're pretty, pretty sure You will profit you will get hurt, I eat my words they taste like dirt. I'm only ashamed because I know what it's worth. Find my comfort, inside blame Shove my pride back down my face My worst habits waking up at least once a day, Balance barefoot on a needle heaven's just a jump away.