Voltaic Crusher/Undrum to Muted Da

I write a thousand songs for you a day But I never run out of things to say You're my Ulysses that I'll never end Now that I fucked up, lost you, sweet friend Everything is in the trash, and it's my fault I've destroyed us, I know, it's unrecoverable If there's a God he will repair your heart If there's a God, send her an angel Make him handsome and clever and not crazy And you notice something wonderful Someone to love her volcanically And please, please, please God, don't be a bastard Christ knows she deserves something nice for a change Christ knows she deserves something nice for a change I am a flaw, I'm a mistake I am faulty, I always break I tried, you don't believe me, but I did I tried to mature, be responsible, dot dot dot But my heart is juvenile And my character's not so hot You gave me your hand, I gave you a fist Please don't lose any sleep over me, baby I hardly exist You gave me your hand, I gave you a fist Please don't lose any sleep over me, baby I hardly exist You gave me everything, still I resist Please don't lose any sleep over me, baby I hardly exist I hardly exist