Young and Doomed

Under bad signs we were born
 Into families that had sworn up and down
 They would keep us safe
 Yeah, okay
 And I'm classically sad and I'm inclined to get mad
 And I dwell upon mistakes that I've made
 It keeps me awake at night
 The realization that I might be a drag
 No one wants to inhale
 Don't leave me here, where my fears
 Consume my thoughts of what was
 And what could have been, it's a sin
 That I threw it all away
 When I hurt myself again
 Yeah, I hurt myself again
 When I hurt myself again
 I pretend it's just an accident
 'Til I hurt myself again
 Yeah, I hurt myself again
 When I hurt myself again
 I'll admit I got problems
 Yeah, show me someone who don't
 Most of the time
 I'm convinced that I survived
 And that's fine
 But it's far from ideal, but I'll deal
 I wish I had all the things that they have
 So I could feed this void in my chest
 'Cause kids are so unkind
 To kids of different kinds
 And I promise that I'm not okay
 (Oh, wait, that's the other guy)
 Don't leave me here, where my fears
 Consume my thoughts of what was
 And what could have been, it's a sin
 That I threw it all away
 Just to hurt myself again
 Yeah, I hurt myself again
 When I hurt myself again
 I pretend it's just an accident
 'Til I hurt myself again
 Yeah, I hurt myself again
 When I hurt myself again
 I'll admit I got problems
 Whoa, whoa
 Whoa
 Whoa, whoa
 Whoa
 Please don't leave my sight
 Give me all the love you have
 I need it more than the air in my lungs