with a bruise in the shape of my personality
a scar from the barbs in the jagged fallacy
a crude little letch trapped inside of me

are you gonna roll your eyes at me?
I guess that’s what stings
you know I came to help
myself to everything

do you wanna take a shot at me?
well, you’ll have to hit yourself
cuz I’m hiding in your head
and I’m having fun in hell

you could make a chain around the world
if you gathered up the girls

a bruise in the shape of my personality
a scar from the barbs in the jagged fallacy
there’s a crude little letch trapped inside of me
and it’s a twisted mystery

a forced apology
married to a melody
makes “sorry” sound so sweet
and easy to repeat

I’m sorry, can’t you tell?
no neither can I
or anybody else
and it makes me wanna cry

maybe I would if i knew how
but I’m busy drinking now

a bruise in the shape of my personality
a scar from the barbs in the jagged fallacy
a crude little letch trapped inside of me
it’s a twisted mystery

a bruise in the shape of my personality
a scar from the barbs in the jagged fallacy
there’s a crude little letch trapped inside of me
it’s a twisted mystery

I’m so I’m so I’m so sorry

I’m so I’m so I’m so sorry

you could make a chain around the world
if you gathered up the girls

a bruise in the shape of my personality
a scar from the barbs in the jagged fallacy
there’s a crude little letch trapped inside of me
and it’s a twisted mystery

a twisted twisted mystery