Wrong With Me

I need a place for my head
'Cause the inside is rotting
If I'm already dead
Then drive a nail in the coffin
Awake in my bed
Always turning and tossing
God, this is is exhausting

Like a needle pressed into my skin
I can feel something draining within
And it's killing me slow
As the blood starts to flow
I can tell that it's running cold

What else do I have left to lose?
But my substance and self-abuse
Why drag this on longer?
What happens if I just refuse?

I need a place for my head
'Cause the inside is rotting
If I'm already dead
Then drive a nail in the coffin
Awake in my bed
Always turning and tossing
God, this is is exhausting

What the fuck is wrong with me?
What the fuck is wrong with me?
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

Now, there's some things I don't want to admit
'Cause I'm a slave to all of my regret
And I'm losing the race
As the world keeps its pace
And I'm still running in place

What else do I have left to lose?
But my substance and self-abuse
Why drag this on longer?
What happens if I just refuse?

I need a place for my head
'Cause the inside is rotting
If I'm already dead
Then drive a nail in the coffin
Awake in my bed
Always turning and tossing
God, this is is exhausting

What the fuck is wrong with me?
What the fuck is wrong with me?
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

Like a needle pressed into my skin
I can feel something draining within
And it's killing me slow
As the blood starts to flow
I can tell that it's running cold

What else do I have left to lose? (What else do I have left to lose?)
But my substance and self-abuse (my substance, my self-abuse)
Why drag this on longer? (Why drag it on?)
What happens if I just refuse? (I'll never make it out alive?)

I need a place for my head
'Cause the inside is rotting (the inside is rotting)
If I'm already dead
Then drive a nail in the coffin
Awake in my bed
Always turning and tossing (always turning and tossing)
This is exhausting

What the fuck is wrong with me?
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa (what else do I have left to lose?)
What the fuck is wrong with me?

Why drag it on? (Whoa)
Why drag it on? (Whoa)
I'll never make it out (whoa)