Life's a movie and I'm the punchline I can't seem to get away from more and more bad days I wake up early to start my day off I think I'll find something but I find nothing to say When will things get better? You expect me to feel bad for you It's not my fault but you live off that energy and Criticize me til I start crying, and then you'll say to me "I still love you, baby" When will things get better? I can't get much worse And you think you know me Would you believe me if I told you I was lying? 'Cause it's all I ever do How can you love the part of me that's killing you?