As I sink into this feeling, aware I'm not quite done
My mouth turns dry, my tongue goes numb
Everybody in this room loved me yesterday
But today I still can't face myself, so everything's the same
God damn you for loving me
God damn all your help
And God damn the grace of your disposable wealth
I don't love you, I don't love me
I don't love anything
Except the promise that this all will stop
And some day I'll be free
Today I woke up panicked
Freezing and alone
I wish that this hallway
Could ever feel like a home
Then I could die a martyr
I could die a saint
I could build myself a legacy
Out of passionate hate
God damn you for loving me
God damn all your help
And God damn the grace of your disposable wealth
I don't love you, I don't love me
I don't love anything
Except the promise that this all will stop
And some day I'll be free