I keep a tally on my wrist Of all the times I've done this But you won't ever see What's been done to me I set my own high score My depressive hard-core See how far I can go But I'm the only one to know I don't want to be I want to be free From all this pain Everyday's the same Screaming in my head No rest when I'm in bed Pressure in my chest Always feeling depressed Can't stay in Can't go out What is this all about? Can we sort it out? Cut it out Put it down You can bring this around You can bring this around