Borderline

I've been painted gay
I've been labeled a sociopath
A hungry lonely sex addict
a fucking asshole with no class
I've been painted drunk
I took pills with no control
I've lied, cheated and I've stolen
from almost everyone I've known

What's it gonna take
for me to fucking learn?
My head is so erratic
I find comfort when I burn
What am I to do now
with all these fucked up thoughts
I can beat my head
up against the wall it
never proves to be enough

Maybe I'm not this way
can there be good in me?
I know some people who think so
but they don't see the darkness I see

I've been painted a pot head
What's wrong with getting stoned
A procrastinating selfish pig
who despises most animals
I've been painted a masochist
what's wrong with a little pain?
A punch in the face a stab in the leg
anything to stop being boring

What's it gonna take
for me to fucking learn?
My head is so erratic
I find comfort when I burn
What am I to do now
with all these fucked up thoughts
I can beat my head
up against the wall it
never proves to be enough

Maybe I'm not this way
can there be good in me?
I know some people who think so
but they don't see the darkness
They don't know the darkness
They don't understand the darkness
That I see