I locked myself in the bathroom
Pressed up against the wall
Filled with sorrow and gloom
God, I want to end it all.

I stare into the mirror
And think of what I am
If only I could see clearer
If only I wasn’t a sham

The people, they tell me
Of all the deeds I do
How I bring this glee
It doesn’t stick, not like glue

All I see in this mirror
Is a monster, what I am
The feeling, it draws nearer
Those compliments, oh man

They don’t affect me
No, not at all
I wish I was an escapee
But I’m stuck against this wall

People only love you
That much is true
But what’s a man to do
When nobody likes you?