The voices in my head
I know they want me dead
They won’t go away
No matter what I say

They tell me to hurt myself
Pick up the knife
Cut your arm
Take that cigarette
Burn your arm
Then they tell me they mean no harm

There are three of them that live in my head
I still can hear them when I go to bed
They whisper and chatter, all the night long
To drown out the sound, I hum a song

But they are always with me
Making trouble, making me sad
I get so annoyed, I get so mad

But what would I do without them
I really don’t know
They’ve been with me forever
I can’t let them go

I’ll let them hurt me
They comfort me too
Just by being there
They are really true blue