young and doomed
iero, frank
under bad signs we were born
into families that had sworn
they would keep us safe. yeah
and i'm inclined to get mad
i dwell upon mistakes that i've made
it keeps me awake at night
the realization that i might
when i hurt my self again
i'll pretend it's just an accident
i'll admit i got problems
show me someone who don't
but it's far from ideal. but i'll deal
all the things that they have
so i could feed this void in my chest
to kids of different kinds
and i promise i'm not okay. oh wait
just to hurt myself again
when i hurt my self again
i'll pretend it's just an accident
i'll admit i got problems
please don't leave my sight
give me all the love you have i need it more than air in my lungs