Punching Bag

Go on, make my day Go get high on my mistakes Give me more complaints You're real, I'm just a fake I wake up, I'm so glad I can be your punching bag Go on, make my day Go get high on my mistakes Go ahead and mold me, bought me and they sold me I'm smiling upside down Now I'm all used up, ready for my close up Am I pretty underground? I can be your Barbie, I can say sorry I can do whatever you want Go ahead and slap me if it makes you happy Use and abuse me 'til I'm gone Go on, make my day Go get high on my mistakes Give me more complaints You're real, I'm just a fake I wake up, I'm so glad I can be your punching bag Go on, make my day Go get high on my mistakes Yeah, if you want me, come and take me Because I love the way you hate me But didn't even notice, barely got a moment Not a moment to myself Heaven's what they sold me, but now I miss the old me Before I got stuck in hell Walking down the street, just a public enemy My back's against the wall I didn't even notice, barely got a moment Build me up to watch me fall If this is goodbye, you bled me dry This is goodnight, my soul has died I gave you my all, you built me up to fall I gave you my all, I gave you my all Go on, make my day Go get high on my mistakes Give me more complaints You're real, I'm just a fake I wake up, I'm so glad I can be your punching bag Go on, make my day Go get high on my mistakes If you want me, come and take me Because I love the way you hate me Someone find me, someone save me Because I feel like I'm fucking dying