Yeah, fuck It's like finding religion on a motorcycle I saw Jesus in the gutter tonight Screaming at the sky that we're all a bunch of burnouts, burnouts, hey How can I take care of myself? I can't even keep a houseplant alive Joey died in his living room, what a way out, way out All my life, it's been like this Up and down I love myself then I wanna break the mirror All my life, it's been like this Lost and found Every night I talk to God, but I know I'll never meet her All my life, it's been like this Up and down I love myself then I wanna break the mirror Fall asleep on a stranger's floor Same clothes as the day before Take it all till I got no more, I give it up easy, I'm a fuckin' whore My crippling self-awareness Bipolar, I love it, wait, no, I hate it Yeah, I'm guilty of oversharing, oh, well, oh, well All my life it's been like this Lost and found Every night I talk to God, but I know I'll never meet her All my life it's been like this Up and down I love myself then I wanna break the mirror Yeah, I love myself then I wanna break the mirror All my life, it's been like this Lost and found Every night I talk to God, but I know I'll never meet her All my life, it's been like this Up and down I love myself then I wanna break the mirror All my life, it's been like this Up and down I love myself then I wanna break the mirror