Indiana - Bayside, Taking Back Sunday

You’ve got me dangling by the thread

that holds my mind together

I might spill my thoughts out on the ground

But I’ll think of you on the way down

And I have been screaming at walls

I could’ve sworn one of them tried to respond

It said «The truth is, mostly I just feel bad for you»

And goddamn this bastard I am

I hate so many stupid things

At least now I know what «despicable"means

When I’m losing faith in everything

And I’ve tried to be a nicer guy

but it turns out that I’m just the type

that can’t handle any other man

Who’s doing better than I am

I have been slingin' at walls

I can’t connect 'cause I miss the ground when I fall

It seems to me that it shouldn’t be what it used to be

And goddamn this bastard I am

I hate so many stupid things

At least now I know what «despicable"means

When I’m losing faith in everything

And all I want is to believe

That there’s still good in everything including me

And goddamn this bastard I am

I hate so many stupid things

At least now I know what «despicable"means

When I’m losing faith in everything

Goddamn

Goddamn this bastard I am

Goddamn