I can, in every way
Mistake the pain I feel inside
It comes to me
Evil thoughts is creeping through my mind
Who are you to say
That I can't speak what's on my mind?
It runs away
It's so predictable
I can, in every way,
feel the stress that tangles up inside
Too blind to see,
emptiness and sorrow of their lives
You run away
To the cover of their pointless ties
You ask me
It's so predictable
I'm gonna try
I'm gonna die
I'm gonna try
Another day
Silence overwhelms my mind
Who is to say
If I have the time, oh why
Should I pray
For all the hate to go away
Another day
I can never break free
You wait for me
I call out to you
Another day
I'll live forever
Should I?
I'm gonna try
I'm gonna die
I'm gonna try
Fuck
I'm gonna try, Should I? (Fuck)
I'm gonna die, Should I?
I'm gonna try, Should I? (Fuck)
I'm gonna try
Another relationship cliche that Jon finds so predictable. Every relationship he goes into he's going to find himself hurt at the end. He wonders why there is any point in it at all because he'd rather die than feel the pain.
"I can in every way, mistake the pain I feel inside. It comes to me, evil thoughts is creeping through my mind"
How can he deal with the situations of a failed relationship but to remove himself from the world, or remove the other person. If he can't have them, noone can.