I can bleed as much as you want And I know I have But I don't have to keep on bleeding Now I know that On the deck in the suburbs I felt something bad I didn't know what I was feeling back then But it rotted so deep Through everything I had And will I be the kind of daughter You think you see inside of me I'll let you think so if you want And will I be the kind of knowledge That kills you one day That's up to you I don't really remember what I want I look inside my body and my soul is gone I want the courage to make you hate me Honestly it's all I can think of lately And will I be the kind of daughter You think you see inside of me I'll let you think so if you want And will I be the kind of memory That kills you one day That's up to you