Documentary

I saw a girl in a documentary
She'd die in a couple of days
So, I trashed my flat, broke all the windows
Cried and I hated myself

Cause she wants to live
But probably won't
And I will survive though I don't care at all
Love is a lie and God is a fraud, you know

Uh, Why do I feel lost sometimes
Uh, Why do I don't care sometimes
Uh, Why do I feel scared sometimes
Uh, Why do I don't care most of the time

I saw somebody wearing a dress
With cuts on her face and scars on his neck
While some angry guy starts kicking their chest
And left no room to breath

I wanted to scream be somebody else
But I ran away and then I pissed myself
He stole their dress and I stole their faith, you know

Uh, Why do I feel lost sometimes
Uh, Why do I don't care sometimes
Uh, Why do I feel scared sometimes
Uh, Why do I don't care most of the time

I saw a girl in a documentary
She'd die in a couple of days