Needles - Seether

I never seem to find a reason to let you in again

Or forgive you

I’m sick of feeling like I need you, knowing I never did

But I miss you

Taking and breaking and hating

I remember all you said to me now

Faking, forsaking, and failing

My memories are all stained, again

Let me get inside your head

Let me show you I’m prepared

Let me stick my needles in

And let me hurt you again

I never reach my indecision to let you see again

All I give you

I’m sick of feeding your attention, knowing I never did

I distress you

Taking and breaking and hating

I remember all you said to me now

Faking, forsaking, and failing

My memories are all stained, again

Let me get inside your head

Let me show you I’m prepared

Let me stick my needles in

And let me hurt you again

Fuck you for killing me!

Me!

Fuck you for killing me!

Me!

Yeah

Let me get inside your head

Let me show you I’m prepared

Let me stick my needles in

And let me hurt you again!

Again!

You’re fucking killing me!