It's four in the morning you knock on my door.

You're looking for sympathy, I've got no more.



Death's overrated

You just need some rest

You make it my problem when you're so depressed.



And you say

It's all about you and your pain

I'm so sick of hearing

About your tortured life

What are you hiding inside?



You called up and woke me

Now I'm pissed off

I've given you everything it's not enough



You bring on your problems

That's what it's about

Just look me up when you sort yourself out.



And you say

It's all about you and your pain

I'm so sick of hearing

About your tortured life

What are you hiding inside?



And you say

It's all about you and your pain

I'm so sick of hearing

About your tortured life

What are you hiding..

What are you hiding..

What are you hiding..

What are you hiding inside?

What are you hiding inside?

What are you hiding inside?

What are you hiding inside?