All Wrapped Up (and no place to hide)

i know the feeling
this hate inside
standing here alone
soaked through
all because of you
no one to hold me
when i cry
no one to miss me
when i die
why cant i get you
out of my head
they all tell me
you're better off dead
yet you live on
in the prison called my mind
i cant shake this aweful feeling
that now you're a part of me