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 up 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 inside? What you're hiding inside? What you're hiding inside? What you're hiding inside?