Lyrics

[Chorus] 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 [Verse 1] 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 a mirror and punched it to shatters Collected the pieces, then 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 [Pre-Chorus] "Come on, little lady, give us a smile" No, I ain't got nothin' to smile about Got no one to smile for, I waited a while for A moment to say I don't owe you a goddamn thing [Chorus] 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 [Post-Chorus] 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 [Verse 2] 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 with 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 [Pre-Chorus] "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— [Chorus] 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 [Bridge] 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 [Chorus] 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 [Post-Chorus] 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