Back On Me

Picking all at my head, she's picking all at my headstone My scalp is starting to bleed from all the picking done How could I make it worse? Must've been me being myself Maybe this could work if I could just be someone else Falling back on me, don't forget how ruined I am Falling back on me, don't forget that I'm still the same I was the ugly earth, ugly earth beneath your two feet Must've had to fall upon your knees for us to meet Can you believe it now? Now you've got the time that you need Find another young, dumb thing and make him bleed Falling back on me, don't forget how ruined I am Falling back on me, don't forget that I'm still the same Waking up the dead, the girl is mad as I had her Both of us, no, we can only see the end Still want it to matter