Secondary, secondary self for myself (? )   A devil dog, a close call, somebody else   And your love, your love, your love   It's just a wicked friend and it's time that you're fighting off   Are you scared that I'm dying ? ? ? ? ?       Start believing in a secondary, secondary self for myself   Sick pride, a dead heart, somebody else   You wanna get well on your own   But truth to tell, you've been shot to hell   You're all f***ing holes      All I ever ? ? ? ? ?    Doing things that I'll never tell anybody else   I'm not shooting, I'm not shooting, I'm not playing   I'm here waiting for anybody   Well I guess I'm not playing   Melodrama, it's just me   It's just me   It's your love, it's your love