Better Off

It's got nothing to do with me. (My eyes go blind without a blind.)
I don't think you'd see ___.
It's got nothing to do with ___. (The ghost inside, it won't ___.)
It's all here inside of me.
It's like a wave without a shore. (___ ___ ___ ___ most anywhere.)
Growing larger every day.
Sweeping over every man. (I am my own ____ ____ now.)
Washing all my life away.

I've got nothing left to say.
Nothing that I'm hoping for.
I just hope to fade away.
I won't bother you no more.
Nothing here but cold, dark hate.
Anger, sorrow building fast.
Self-destruction running wild.
At this point I might not last.

When I try to cut it off. (My head is ___. I lose control.)
Doesn't stop, it turns on you.
And I hope you like my ____. (I ask my ___ to pay my dues.)
It's not what I meant to do.
Just don't know which way is right. (This ghost is right on top of me.)
And I drag you down with me.
Caught you in this raging mess. (My world stops short. It's ___ ___ now.)
Here where no else should be.

I keep crying, trying to hide.
Try to act like nothing's wrong.
But it all comes seeping out.
'Cause it's way too goddamned strong.
Just ignore all of my shit.
You've got problems of your own.
And it seems I make them worse.
I should leave you all alone.
And I wish that it would stop.
Wish that maybe I could smile.
Wish that I could see some hope.
Maybe laugh once in awhile.
But it's filling up my head.
Fills my heart and soul up too.
Seems I'd be better off dead.
So there's no way to hurt you.