Hate It Here

Teenage feelings got me down
Teenage feelings got me down
In the middle of a summer night
In the house where I learned how to die
Stupid questions that keep haunting me:
Am I ever gonna be happy?
Am I looking for another reason so be sad?
When something touches you, do you touch back?
Am I ever gonna be okay?
Am I allowed to like myself one day?
Will I keep building prisons
Making cages to keep myself in?
I am a pit I dug
I am a pit I dug
Better than I was but
Not quite good enough
I am a pit I dug
I am a pit I dug
Better than I was
But not quite good enough
Everything is crystal clear
Everything is crystal clear
Don’t know where I’m supposed to go but
Wherever I go I know
I hate it here, I hate it here
I hate it here, I hate it here