I feel bad, I feel bad

I'm sure I understand myself, do I?

I'm mad, I'm mad

I know what I do is wrong, so why?

It's raining so hard until I cannot hear it

I'm so sad until I really love it

I take a knife and stab myself

I look at the mirror and kiss myself

I'm so lonely until I enjoy it

I'm so mean until I'm proud of it

I come out while it's still raining

I feel bad, I feel bad, is the rain expressing the same feeling?