Hanging On

So now I'm all alone and I don't trust myself.
Please, pick up the phone.
I might do something crazy,
I might catch myself off guard.
I've just been sitting in this room minding my own business.
But, my mind gets to thinking and I don't trust it,
No, I don't like it.
So now I fucked myself and I'm beyond help.
I'm off to hell.
I know I deserve this,
I know I sealed my own fate.
I'm tired of pretending I'm perfect because I'm only perfect at fucking up.
But, I swear I'll hang myself from this tree and you can rest assured that this is killing me.