Russian Hotel Aftermath

The only reason I continue to live is to spite you Press my ear against the door To hear the truth in your scathing words The hardest part The hardest part Is admitting to myself... The hardest part The hardest part Is admitting to myself that you were right I'm just a loser A letter to my future self; How the fuck you doing kid? You went and ruined everything Gone and fucked up all your dreams Pour a drink on to the street For all the friends you wish you had Now that no one gives a fuck It seems you went and ended up Where you deserve, I guess I guess I've lived too long I've lived too long The only way I can make sense of this mess I've lived too long I've lived too long The only way I can make sense of this mess Are you happy now? Are you happy now? Are you happy now that I hate myself? I hate myself I hate myself I hate myself Are you happy now? I hate myself I hate myself Are you happy now?