For Real?

Hold your door I haven't gotten what I want, I want more Aren't we gonna talk this over again? Shouldn't we? Insecure I used to be the guy they all wanna know Boy you've gotta get a hold of yourself Don't you think? I do things right for all wrong reasons Stay sad so she'll wanna see me Treat me like someone you care for It doesn't even have to be for real Simon says, "But is worth it if you hurt yourself?" Think it is, but I don't know anything anymore I do things right for all wrong reasons Stay sad so she'll wanna see me Treat me like someone you care for It doesn't even have to be for real Monday's blue, so was I She goes one hour bright and then wants to die And I say, "Six more days, then the week is up!" But then it's Wednesday night and I've had enough And I don't want this life, then I kind of do And then my mind's made up, then they change the tune, and "Six more years 'til the curtains drop, oh yeah