PS Your Idiot

People always tell me i'm fun
Why don't i talk and enjoy what's going on
How the fuck am i supposed to tell them it's just the shell they see
It's not me
I'm already dead
I'll be drunk by noon, figure out how to walk, sober up, start again, that's how it goes
I made a deal with the devil in my bedroom, i needed to forget you
Like Lucifer i've fallen from heaven
I made a deal with the devil in my bedroom, i needed to forget you
In my own room i sold my soul to the devil
I tried and i tried
I fought so you'd be fine
I was so afraid of losing you that i didn't see, you had moved on to someone new
I was your idiot
Break me twice period
You just played with this feeling
No nothing is healing
I made a deal with the devil in my bedroom, i needed to forget you
Like Lucifer i've fallen from heaven
I made a deal with the devil in my bedroom, i needed to forget you
In my own room i sold my soul to the devil
I made a deal with the devil in my bedroom, i needed to forget you
Like Lucifer i've fallen from heaven
I made a deal with the devil in my bedroom, i needed to forget you
In my own room i sold my soul to the devil
Every little stupid thing
Reminds me of the mistake i made
I want to hate you and i'm not in love, i still care
But i don't wanna see your dumb face
Ever again