Always been second best, a step below, nothing special, I'm chronically obsessed with f**ing up And blowing my chances So when I close my eyes it's d**h that I dance with I walk around with a chip on my shoulder It's weighed me down as I've gotten older cause I'm weak I've faced facts, I see them smile, with their fingers crossed behind their backs Nice guys are doomed from the start f**! I've learned to k** of my conscious, clean slate, no more f**ing kindness Life's been a b**h, a thorn in my side, instead of looking ahead, I'll just close my eyes I've become a better person, one who's not concerned with the cold world that I once knew I've learned to live in this cage on my own, your jester, your f**ing fool I am the victim, the bu*t of the joke, misery's company I've been thinking vicious thoughts, now lets make them a reality I dwell in the gallows, consumed by doubt (get me out) A breathing cadaver, my mind is going south The hearse screams, they swear that I really am a madman A f**ing madman, they scream, they scream I miss who I used to be, so let the reaper come get me I miss who I used to be, so let the reaper come and get me I miss who I used to be and everything is fine