I want to wake up in your white, white sun 
I want to wake up in your world with no pain 
But I'll just suffer in a hope to die someday 
While you are numb all of the way

When I hate it you know I can feel 
But when you love it you know it's not real 

And I am resigned to this wicked fucking world 
On its way to hell 
The living are dead and
I hope to join them too 
I know what to do and I do it well...

When I hate it I know I can feel 
But when you love you know it's not real, no

When I hate it I know I can feel 
But when you love you know it's not real, no

Shoot myself to love you 
If I loved myself I'd be shooting you
oh, oh, oh, aaw...yea
Shoot myself to love you 
If I loved myself I'd be shooting you
oh, oh, oh, aaw...yea
Shoot myself to love you 
If I loved myself I'd be shooting you
oh, oh, oh, aaw...yea
Shoot myself to love you 
If I loved myself I'd be shooting you
oh, oh, oh, aaw...yea
Shoot myself, I've been shooting you
Shoot myself to love you 
If I loved myself I'd be shooting you
oh, oh, oh, aaw...yea
Shoot myself to love you
oh, oh, oh, aaw...yea
If I loved myself I'd be shooting you
oh, oh, oh, aaw...yea
Shoot myself to love you 
oh, oh, oh, aaw...yea
If I loved myself I'd be shooting you...