Wrong With My Head

It's been several minutes since I banged my head
Eleven kicks from the girls next door
Everytime I feel blue, I annoy someone so he can kick my ass

Seven hours since I cut my wrists
Started an absail, crawled on the hull
I wanted to fly a shuttle into an asteroid
But nobody would let me go

They say...
Why do you always, have to hurt yourself, what's wrong with you, it's freaky
Why do you always, have to hurt yourself, what's wrong with you
I say...
Cos I like to

Oooh, everyone thinks there's something wrong with my head
But there isn't no, I just like the rush
Oooh, and I like the feeling of the scratch on my back
Because I do, don't question it

Early morning, holding a brand new knife
It gets me ready for a day of play
Late night, I'm caught on the holodeck
Who says I can't have the safeties off

Seven hours since an electrocution
Picked up some roses, by the stem
Stuck my face into a mirror, thought it was mine
It took little work to get hit by the Slayer

Oooh, everyone thinks there's something wrong with my head
But there isn't no, I just like the rush
Oooh, and I like the feeling of the scratch on my back
Because I do, don't question it

I'm loving it, needing it, I'm not crazy bitch
I'm wanting it, I pity everybody, not being like me
I'm loving it, needing it, I'm not crazy bitch
I'm wanting it, I pity everybody, not being like me

Waking up's a blast, it's a brand new day, lots to do
Just because it makes you go ow, doesn't mean it does it to me
Don't you dare insult me, can't you see it's my way of life
I don't cry if I get kicked in the groin, what's wrong with that

Why do you always, have to hurt yourself, what's wrong with you, it's freaky
Why do you always, have to hurt yourself, what's wrong with you
I say..
Cos I like to

Oooh, everyone thinks there's something wrong with my head
But there isn't no, I just like the rush
Oooh, and I like the feeling of the scratch on my back
Because I do, don't question it

Oooh, everyone thinks there's something wrong with my head
But there isn't no, I just like the rush
Oooh, and I like the feeling of the scratch on my back
Because I do, don't question it