I, I keep a record of the wreckage in my lifeI gotta recognize the weapon in my mindThey talk shit, but I love it every timeAnd I realizeI've tasted blood and it is sweetI've had the rug pulled beneath my feetI've trusted lies and trusted menBroke down and put myself back together againStared in the mirror and punched it to shattersCollected the pieces and picked out a daggerI've pinched my skin in between my two fingersAnd wished I could cut some parts off with some scissors"Come on, little lady, give us a smile"No, I ain't got nothin' to smile aboutI got no one to smile for, I waited a while forA moment to say I don't owe you a goddamn thingI, I keep a record of the wreckage in my lifeI gotta recognize the weapon in my mindThey talk shit, but I love it every timeAnd I realizeI'm no sweet dream, but I'm a hell of a nightThat I'm no sweet dream, but I'm a hell of a nightNo, I won't smile, but I'll show you my teethAnd I'ma let you speak if you just let me breatheI've been polite, but won't be caught deadLettin' a man tell me what I should do with my bedKeep my exes in check in my basement'Cause kindness is weakness, or worse, you're complacentI could play nice or I could be a bullyI'm tired and angry, but somebody should be"Come on, little lady, give us a smile"No, I ain't got nothin' to smile aboutI got no one to smile for, I waited a while forA moment to say I don't owe you a goddamn thingI, I keep a record of the wreckage in my lifeI gotta recognize the weapon in my mindThey talk shit, but I love it every timeAnd I realizeI, I keep a record of the wreckage in my lifeI gotta recognize the weapon in my mindThey talk shit, but I love it every timeAnd I realizeSomeone like me can be a real nightmare, completely awareBut I'd rather be a real nightmare, than die unaware, yeahSomeone like me can be a real nightmare, completely awareBut I'm glad to be a real nightmare, so save me your prayersI, I keep a record of the wreckage in my lifeI gotta recognize the weapon in my mindThey talk shit, but I love it every timeAnd I realizeI, I keep a record of the wreckage in my lifeI gotta recognize the weapon in my mindThey talk shit, but I love it every timeAnd I realizeI'm no sweet dream, but I'm a hell of a nightI'm a hell of a nightI'm no sweet dream, but I'm a hell of a night, I'm a hell of a nightI'm a hell of a nightI'm a hell of a nightI'm a hell of a nightI'm a hell of a night
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I, I keep a record of the wreckage in my life
I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind
They talk shit, but I love it every time
And I realize
I've tasted blood and it is sweet
I've had the rug pulled beneath my feet
I've trusted lies and trusted men
Broke down and put myself back together again
Stared in the mirror and punched it to shatters
Collected the pieces and picked out a dagger
I've pinched my skin in between my two fingers
And wished I could cut some parts off with some scissors
"Come on, little lady, give us a smile"
No, I ain't got nothin' to smile about
I got no one to smile for, I waited a while for
A moment to say I don't owe you a goddamn thing
I, I keep a record of the wreckage in my life
I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind
They talk shit, but I love it every time
And I realize
I'm no sweet dream, but I'm a hell of a night
That I'm no sweet dream, but I'm a hell of a night
No, I won't smile, but I'll show you my teeth
And I'ma let you speak if you just let me breathe
I've been polite, but won't be caught dead
Lettin' a man tell me what I should do with my bed
Keep my exes in check in my basement
'Cause kindness is weakness, or worse, you're complacent
I could play nice or I could be a bully
I'm tired and angry, but somebody should be
"Come on, little lady, give us a smile"
No, I ain't got nothin' to smile about
I got no one to smile for, I waited a while for
A moment to say I don't owe you a goddamn thing
I, I keep a record of the wreckage in my life
I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind
They talk shit, but I love it every time
And I realize
I, I keep a record of the wreckage in my life
I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind
They talk shit, but I love it every time
And I realize
Someone like me can be a real nightmare, completely aware
But I'd rather be a real nightmare, than die unaware, yeah
Someone like me can be a real nightmare, completely aware
But I'm glad to be a real nightmare, so save me your prayers
I, I keep a record of the wreckage in my life
I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind
They talk shit, but I love it every time
And I realize
I, I keep a record of the wreckage in my life
I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind
They talk shit, but I love it every time
And I realize
I'm no sweet dream, but I'm a hell of a night
I'm a hell of a night
I'm no sweet dream, but I'm a hell of a night, I'm a hell of a night
I'm a hell of a night
I'm a hell of a night
I'm a hell of a night
I'm a hell of a night
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