done with everything

Sick of this sick of being called different things
U wanna judge me then may love say f you
I am changed different
You don't like it there is the door
Tell me story of were the song never ended
You scream
I care
You lay one hand on me
I still care
But then call me a name which I do not like
Then I stop
I'm done with fakes
Don't give a crap anymore
I say goodbye
Now I lie and just cry
And eventually fall to my death
With nothing but a gun and a bottle