I'm not saying I'm killing myself;
I just wanted you to know that I stare at my veins
while I contemplate just how red my poor blood will glow
And I hate seeing doctors
I'm ashamed that I'm on pills
And I'm tired of hiding,
and always confiding in friends who have run for the hills
God I wanna be better
Lord just please make me good
Oh I wanna be better
Don't you think that I could? God I wanna be better
Oh just please make me good
Lord I wanna be better
Don't you think that you should make me good?
