If I could mend mend mend mend mend my own wounds then I’d have Na-na-na-na-nothing to lose, oh [Chorus] Didn’t you want this? Leave me for dead These moments of clarity fill me with regret I’m thinkin’ Isn’t it funny? Isn’t it sad? My psyche is haunted by my bloody hands And now I’m la-la-la-la-lost in the fray You better get get get get outta this place I’m gonna tear, burst, snap, crash, shatter and break