the fact is

i am sick inside
i will die sometime, its true
the fact is i am angry, i am sad, i am just like you
i would like to be good for you but i won't change my ways
i would like to be good for you but i hate myself too
the fact is i could be better, i could be someone like her
strong, healthy, happy, stable
but you see, i must be pure

i could try to save myself from these afflictions i fall prey
i could smoke less, i could drink less, i could work less, but i'd rather
seize the day
i could talk less, i could think less, i could care less, but i'd rather
make you stay

the fact is i am sick inside
i am dying, yes it's true
the fact is i am angry, i am sad, i am crazy
this i know for sure
this might be hard for you to understand now, but i promise
you'll see it soon
this might be hard for you to grasp, but in time
this will be over too

the fact is
i will smoke myself
to death
just for you