I'm at the end of my noose,
I've got nothing to loose.
I'm digging my own grave,
And that's the truth.
My self esteem is low and I'm so high,
And I don't give a fuck if I live or die.
Just bury me in my self pity,
Can't even get myself to talk to me.
I'd kill myself, but it wouldn't help,
Can't someone put me out of my misery?
I'm going down I was born to die.
I'm going down, now I'll say goodbye.

Crash crash
Crash crash
Crash crash
It's a hit, it's a bang, it's a smash.
Crash crash
Crash crash
Crash crash
It's a hit, it's a bang, it's a smash.

Throw in the towel its over for me,
I fell right out of the ugly tree.
I cross my heart and I hope I die,
But I sure fucking hope, if I even try.
To dumb to die, to smart to live,
Those are the choices that I'm left with
Eeny - Meeny - Miney - Mo
Bombs away motherfuckers here I go.
I'm going down I was born to die.
I'm going down, now I'll say goodbye

Crash crash
Crash crash
Crash crash
It's a hit, it's a bang, it's a smash.
Crash crash
Crash crash
Crash crash
It's a hit, it's a bang, it's a smash.

Crash crash
Crash crash
Crash crash
It's a hit, it's a bang, it's a smash.
Crash crash
Crash crash
Crash crash
It's a hit, it's a bang, it's a smash.

Crash crash
Crash crash
Crash crash
It's a hit, it's a bang, it's a smash.
Crash crash
Crash crash
Crash crash
It's a hit, it's a bang, it's a smash.

Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): JOSEPH POOLE, NATHAN J JORDISON, NATHAN JORDISON