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"You had a bad day, don't talk to me,gonna ride this out,My little black heart, breaks apart,with your big mouth.And I'm sick of my sicknessDon't touch me, you'll get this.I'm useless, lazy, perverted,and you hate me.You can't save me,You can't change me,Well I'm waiting for my wakeup call,And everything, everything's my fault.Went to the doctor, and I asked her,to make this stop. Got medication, a new addiction,Fucking thanks a lot.I had to relapse, I'm bad at rehabsIt ruins everything. So point your finger, at the singer,He's in the pharmacy.You can save me,You can change me,Well I'm waiting for my wake up call,and everything's my fault."