You Are My Target Audience کے بول

Just wanted to hear you, Through dying lips. Just wanted to point out, You're full of shit. Getting back all I wasted, On such dishonest hearts. Save face on a smile, And let the rest fall apart. Unsteady, drunk, and crazy, From the life I live. Sick and dizzy. Can't crawl from bed, To do it all again. I'm cutting wrists cause it's all I got to give. I'm cutting throats cause it's all I got to live. I'm cutting out cause I'm angry at the sun. And it's call come undone. Over and over. I'm trying to live. Again and again. It's all I got to give. Over and over. I'm trying to win. Again and again. I'm going to cash it in.