A Rumor Of Skin
You deleted your evidenceYou depleted yourselfFace down wasn't good enoughYou had to give me your hell
Not much more inside of me left to loseNo one hates me quite like youLet me show you the proof
I don't mind my own self-loathingAnd I don't need help from youI know I'm lonelyBut what am I supposed to do?
You believe that you're innocentYou're relieving your guiltThe jury seems to be deadlockedLook at the drama you built
Seems like everyone's guaranteed damaged truthWhat makes someone hate like you?And is there something to prove?
But I don't mind my own self-loathingAnd I don't need help from youI know I'm lonelyBut what am I supposed to do?
Oh, I don't mind my own self-loathingAnd I don't need help from you(I don't mind my own...)I know I'm lonely,But what am I supposed to do(I don't want to know...)With all my coldest memories of you?(I won't give my all...)I know I'm angry...(I don't want to know...)And I don't need help from you