Today I just don't feel as good as I felt yesterday
My mind is trapped in thoughts, there ain't no back door to escape
Everything was good before I started to feel that way
Before I slammed the door, before I cursed
Before I scratched my face
Before the rain, before the hurting
Before the lies, the distrust, the madness
Before the pain
When will these old wounds of mine stop bleeding?
And how long does it take before I start to heal?
After each time I break down, it's like my heart stopped beating
That's after the break outs, after the shouts, after the drain
After the rain, after the hurting
After the abuse, after the blues
After I took off and threw my shoes
After the bruise, after the refuse
After me freaking out and breaking loose
After the lies, the rage in my eyes, the torn, the blame
After the pain
