Whoa, you stress me out, you kill me You drag me down, you fuck me up We're on the ground, we're screaming I don't know how to make it stop I love it, I hate it, and I can't take it I tell myself I'm done with wicked games But then I get so numb with all

Easier said than done I won't let you forget me I still see your shadows in my room Can't take back the love that I gave you It's to the point where I love and I hate you And I cannot change you so I must replace you (oh) I thought you were the one

In death, life what's next? The only thing certain is death Life, what's next? Is it the only thing? Some of us love and some of us hate And some of us fear the end won't come our way Freezing me, take me by my hand Show me things I can't understand For