Where did you go?
Crazy young fool,
Who'd wear his heart on his sleeve.
Still beating.
Still breathing.
Where did you go?
Crazy young fool,
Who'd spill his guts for the world to see,
Knowing judgement is all but fleeting.
And it stings,
But it's worth every bit.
It stings,
And it's worth every minute of it.
It stings,
But that's part of the hit.
What doesn't kill me only makes me sick.
Where did you go?
Crazy young fool,
I never thought I'd miss you at all.
But these days I'm always looking for you.
Where did you do?
Crazy young fool.
The words now forming in the back of mind
Will only stick there,
And stay stuck there.
What doesn't kill me only makes me sick.
What doesn't kill me only makes me.