I don't know why you stick with me I hurt way too easily Play the blame game, the problem can't be me But we both know it really is Head underwater, not coming up for air I'll start my own war, call it another nightmare Feel like an art of gore, it all feels so unfair Will I stay lost? Will I stay lost? It doesn't even have to be that late For all my thoughts to dissipate I'll leave everything up to fate You can use my brain as fish bait But whenever it does get late My brain finds a way to complicate Everything, so I'll sit and wait You can use my brain as fish bait Head underwater, not coming up for air I'll start my own war, call it another nightmare Feel like an art of gore, it all feels so unfair Will I stay lost? Will I stay lost? It doesn't even have to be that late For all my thoughts to dissipate I'll leave everything up to fate You can use my brain as fish bait But whenever it does get late My brain finds a way to complicate Everything, so I'll sit and wait You can use my brain as fish bait