living proof (that it hurts)

It's honestly disgusting I blame all of my shortcomings On people that I'm in love with, it hurts I'm doing things I probably shouldn't But fuck it, I guess, who wouldn't? Put a shotgun in my mouth Somehow, it shot me in the foot and thought I could Guess that I couldn't, it hurts By now, I've regained my composure It gets worse as you get older At least that's what someone told me Who am I to disagree? I'm living proof, and it hurts (it hurts) I was on meth in Copenhagen Everything good comes in phases Then it's every noise is grating Everyone wants you sedated But they're too pussy to say it It hurts My family thinks I'm pushing through it But I'm not, I'm just not man enough to do it Terrified it won't improve and Who am I but living proof that it hurts? It hurts (it hurts) And fuck me, wish that it And fuck me, wish that it And fuck me, wish that it And fuck me, wish that it And fuck me, wish that it didn't But it does, it does, it does, it does