Nightmare

Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
If I shall die before I wake
I pray the Lord my soul to take

I, I keep a record of the wreckage of my life
I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind
They talk shit, but I love it every time
And I realize

I've tasted blood
And it is sweet
I've had the rug
Pulled beneath my feet
I've trusted lies
And trusted men
Broke down and put myself
Back together again

Stared in the mirror
And punched it to shatters
Collected the pieces
And picked out a dagger
I've pinched my skin
In between my two fingers
And wished I could cut
Some parts off with some scissors

Come on, little lady
Give us a smile
No, I ain't got nothin'
To smile about
I got no one to smile for
I waited a while for
A moment to say
I don't owe you a goddamn thing

I, I keep a record of the wreckage of my life
I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind
They talk shit, but I love it every time
And I realize

I'm no sweet dream
But I'm a hell of a night
That I'm no sweet dream
But I'm a hell of a night

No, I won't smile
But I'll show you my teeth
And I'ma let you speak
If you just let me breathe
I've been polite
But won't be caught dead
Lettin' a man tell me
What I should do in my bed

Keep my exes
In check in my basement
Cause kindness is weakness
Or worse, you're complacent
I could play nice
Or I could be a bully
I'm tired and angry
But somebody should be

Come on, little lady
Give us a smile
No, I ain't got nothin'
To smile about
I got no one to smile for
I waited a while for
A moment to say
I don't owe you a goddamn thing

I, I keep a record of the wreckage of my life
I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind
They talk shit, but I love it every time
And I realize

I, I keep a record of the wreckage of my life
I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind
They talk shit, but I love it every time
And I realize

Someone like me can be
A real nightmare, completely aware
But I'd rather be
A real nightmare, than die unaware, yeah
Someone like me can be
A real nightmare, completely aware
But I'm glad to be
A real nightmare, so save me your prayers

I, I keep a record of the wreckage of my life
I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind
They talk shit, but I love it every time
And I realize

I, I keep a record of the wreckage of my life
I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind
They talk shit, but I love it every time
And I realize

I'm no sweet dream
But I'm a hell of a night
That I'm no sweet dream
But I'm a hell of a night