I'm trying my best to not let it win In a place where it's quiet and empty I'll let myself think Ignore the ants piling at the crumbs In hopes that I might win But it isn't easy to get rid of these terrible feelings It's like trying to kill myself It's something that I need as much as I don't really need it I don't really have a choice I'm trying my best but I still can't win I guess it's okay that I'll live like this The only thing that I need The only thing that I have I'll scrape you off of my skin You won't be missed