Chewing Broken Glass lyrics

Chewing Broken Glass Somtimes talking to you is like chewing broken glass I like scratching my arm until it bleeds I'd like to walk over to your house But it's not possible and so I stay at home and [turn on] the telephone Sometimes when I'm alone, I don't want to die Sometimes when I'm asleep I'm less of a creep I'd like to crawl all over you sometime soon I'd like to feel like a flower in bloom Maybe I will soon Sometimes, I despise the position I'm in I can't disguise the fact that I can't win I'm tired of feeling like a hole in the floor I want to walk around until I feel sure like I was before but I'm not sure what I'm bothering for I'm not sure what I'm bothering for...