Self Portrait

I've been waking up
With a haunted head
I could blow your brains out, out on the wall
And in your blood I'd paint myself in the victim's role

I'm gonna need coffee and sympathy
To get out of bed today, can you do that for me?

I could spill my guts out, out on the floor
And in my blood I'd paint myself in the victim's role

I'm no good