| Looking back at all my past mistakes |
| Yeah, I’ve made a few, stuck in a pattern I can’t break |
| It’s like I can’t control myself, even though I know |
| The past is poison |
| I need help |
| I’ve got bad blood in my veins |
| The pain, the pain |
| Round and round it goes |
| I’ve got bad blood in my veins |
| The shame, the shame |
| And nobody knows, I’m just barely holding on |
| I feel so weak but act so strong |
| I know that it’s not all my fault |
| It doesn’t help at all, knowing’s not the same as feeling |
| Every time I raise my voice in anger |
| It’s you I hear, crying out from the mirror |
| I’ve got bad blood in my veins |
| The pain, the pain |
| Round and round it goes |
| I’ve got bad blood in my veins |
| The shame, the shame |
| And nobody knows, I’m just barely holding on |
| I feel so weak but act so strong |
| I’m just barely holding on |
| Looking back at all my past mistakes |
| My own private hell, it’s a prison I can’t escape |
| Maybe one day I’ll find a way |
| I don’t think so |
| I fear I’m here to stay |