Well, I walked outside today, to find you
You were on your same old things, again
But this time I believe you have gone to far
'Cause they're lying there in a puddle of their blood
You don't care about anyone
You don't care about anything
You only care about your f*cking self
And you will die alone, die alone
Now you're lying there in your own self pitty
Questioning how to get out of this
Well my girl I've got some bad news for you
You're all alone and they're breaking down your door.