Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the lord my soul to keep
If I shall die before I `wake
I pray the lord my soul to take
I I keep a record of the wreckage in my life
I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind
They talk shit but I love it every time
And I realize
I`ve tasted blood and it is sweet
I`ve had the rug pulled beneath my feet
I`ve trusted lies and trusted men
Broke down and put myself
Back together again
Stared in the mirror and punched it to shatters
Collected the pieces and picked out a dagger
I`ve pinched my skin in
Between my two fingers
And wished I could cut some parts off
With some scissors
Come on little lady give us a smile
No I ain`t got nothin` to smile about
I got no one to smile for I waited a while for
A moment to say
I don`t owe you a goddamn thing
I I keep a record of the wreckage in my life
I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind
They talk shit but I love it every time
And I realize
I`m no sweet dream but I`m a hell of a night
That I`m no sweet dream
But I`m a hell of a night
No I won`t smile but I`ll show you my teeth
And I`ma let you speak
If you just let me breathe
I`ve been polite but won`t be caught dead
Lettin` a man tell me
What I should do in my bed
Keep my exes in check in my basement
`Cause kindness is weakness
Or worse you`re complacent
I could play nice or I could be a bully
I`m tired and angry but somebody should be
Come on little lady give us a smile
No I ain`t got nothin` to smile about
I got no one to smile for I waited a while for
A moment to say
I don`t owe you a goddamn thing
I I keep a record of the wreckage in my life
I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind
They talk shit but I love it every time
And I realize
I I keep a record of the wreckage in my life
I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind
They talk shit but I love it every time
And I realize
Someone like me can be a real nightmare
Completely aware
But I`d rather be a real nightmare
Than die unaware yeah
Someone like me can be a real nightmare
Completely aware
But I`m glad to be a real nightmare
So save me your prayers
I I keep a record of the wreckage in my life
I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind
They talk shit but I love it every time
And I realize
I I keep a record of the wreckage in my life
I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind
They talk shit but I love it every time
And I realize
I`m no sweet dream
But I`m a hell of a night
That I`m no sweet dream
But I`m a hell of a night