When I'm sad I rent my happiness with my shots Hate this cause she's refusing, oh, Lord, to be soft I'm so tired of feeling ugly and feeling sick But I'm still believing and breathing but no one cares Slide inside my head and then you'll see the way I live My complicated life seems to amuse you But there's nothing wrong with me Oh, Lord, can you swear? And I wanna live my dreams when I'm wake You complaint your life is not easy Baby, well nothing is Can you fell what I see?