A Thousand Tries

You've got one more night under the stars,
You like the loneliness; the lack of life.
You thrive in your own suffering.
Although it's stupid and weak.
Now leave me alone;
I have my own dreams.

So why do you keep trying?
With a gun to your head,
You keep crying.
Crying for when you leave.
But you control this, don't you?
Don't talk to me
You whining hypocrite.
If you're so worthless,
Why do you try so hard to be?
And when you whine,
You whine to me?
I don't care about your problems,
I have enough of my own.

I'm a psychiatrists worst enemy
And for sure, not your friend.
So piss the fuck off
Before I bring your life to an end.