I Don't Believe
Stabbing Westward
Wither, Blister, Burn And Peel (1996)

I'm such an asshole
god I'm such a stain
I just keep fucking up again and again

you crawled inside my mind when you crawled into my bed
said everything I've ever longed to hear
so perfect, so alive, once inside you sucked me dry
you used me up and left me here for dead

I crave it desperately, a cancer eating me
an addiction too intense to be denied
worthless, I'm a whore, crawling back for more
it's pathetic how I feed off this abuse

you told me that you love me
and I believed you loved me
but you swore that you loved me
and I believed... now I know it was a lie

(chorus)

I don't believe
I don't believe
that I could be so stupid and so naive
I don't believe
I don't believe
that there is nothing, nothing left for me