You had no idea what was coming did you Me and all my crazy antics crashed right through your window I thought that nothing i did mattered I took it and rewrote the pattern I'm hoping that you hate my guts now You know I'm picking up the pace still Blood on my sleeve Where did it come from, I'm wondering I'm pretty sure I lost you (Lost you) But then again I act like you still care about everything I do I need to medicate Maybe I'll live for better days Maybe I'll open my eyes and see that the world isn't this bad of a place Is that a real thing? Is that a real thing? I'll be honest I miss everything about you Is that true or have I forgotten what I'd been so mad about I thought that nothing I did mattered I took it and rewrote the pattern I'm hoping that you hate my guts now You know I'm picking up the pace still Blood on my sleeve Where did it come from, I'm wondering I'm pretty sure I lost you (Lost you) But then again I act like you still care about everything I do I need to medicate Maybe I'll live for better days Maybe I'll open my eyes and see that the world isn't this bad of a place Is that a real thing? Is that a real thing? (Oh, did you want me to slow down here? Okay.) I thought that nothing I did mattered I took it and rewrote the pattern I'm hoping that you hate my guts now You know I'm picking up the pace still