I don't know much, but I know I loathe you

Yeah I’ve got some scars locked up inside
At night I curl up to them and hide
I feel the blood behind my face
It’s cold as hell. I’m cold as hell
You make a [bad word] poor shadow of
son, a man, a fighter
You make a [bad word] poor shadow of
wife, a friend, a lover
I keep my heart tied to a lie
I feel at rest when others cry
I know at best I’m just a 6...
But we’re pushing 12 when our fevers mix
I don’t much care what people say
I’ll find my path in my own way
I’ve done my time and I’ve had my share
And I’m bored as hell...I’m bored as hell
Show me a sign
Show me the way down
I swear it’s real, cause to me it’s real
I found my pulse and it’s even keeled
This truth it leaks out from my mouth
Just know this love will last for...always
And always I’ll wait
I gave up chasing anything
It comes to me or it’s dead to me
I know more than I thought I knew
I feel at home in black and blue
Yeah I’ve got some scars locked up inside
At night I curl up to them and hide
I feel the blood behind my face
It’s cold as hell, and I’m cold as hell
This world is broke. Aren’t I?
This world is broke and so are we