• The little voices spoke from in my head,
    My mind had gone, my heart had bled.
    Inside I died, or so they said,
    The day you ran away.

    I wish it wasn't, isn't, won't be,
    But I remember what you told me.
    You said you needed to be free.
    And now you are, how do YOU feel?

    But I yelled at those voices,
    at those meaningless noises,
    Told them off for tarnishing You.
    But when I yelled at those voices,
    those meaningless noises,
    I worried that thy might be true.

    The little voices spoke from in my head,
    my sadness stirred, my anger fed.
    My heart was war, my brain was dead.
    Why did you do this to me?

    I just sat there soaked in sorrow,
    My life you entered, my heart did borrow.
    I feared a melancholy tomorrow,
    stretching to forever.

    But I yelled at those voices,
    at those meaningless noises,
    Told them off for tarnishing You.
    But when I yelled at those voices,
    those meaningless noises,
    I worried that thy might be true.
    Ya, I worried that they might be true.
    How much does that matter to you?
    Not much judging by how you left me here.
    Ya, I worried that they might be true.
    How much does that matter to you?
    What you did was my greatest fear.

    But I know that they were right,
    Me and my voices, now we're "tight",
    Back did we think, back did we bite.
    Ya, we wrote this song 'bout you.
    And let me tell you, b----, its true.

    The little voices spoke from in my head,
    My mind had gone, my heart had bled.
    Inside I died, or so they said,
    The day you ran away.

    And so I ask you how you feel.
    You're just a shell, an orange peel,
    So much is fake, so much is real,
    Ya, the Voices taught me that.

    So thank you Voices, you were right.
    You brought me out of depression's night,
    Into the day where I could fight.
    Ya fight back at what you did.

    But I yelled at those voices,
    at those meaningless noises,
    Told them off for tarnishing You.
    But when I yelled at those voices,
    those meaningless noises,
    I worried that thy might be true.
    Ya, I worried that they might be true.
    How much does that matter to you?
    Not much judging by how you left me here.
    Ya, I worried that they might be true.
    How much does that matter to you?
    What you did was my greatest fear.
    So, frankly, b----, TAKE THAT.