what doesn't kill you makes you interesting
so i'll tell you a tale from the edge
i got bored when we talked like adults
and i longed for the secrets of life
how i forgot my mother's pulse
and lost the light in my eyes
ain't supposed to be nice
all those happy days in hell
meet the man who met himself
all those happy days in hell
i never claimed to be innocent
i'll lay in the bed i made
what is lost when innocence is betrayed
here is my heart and here are my lies
i'll give you all i've been taught
from every star i picked from the sky
to the dark i carry inside
to let you know that the truth
ain't supposed to be nice
all those happy days in hell
meet the man who met himself
all those happy days in hell
meet the man who met himself