All Wrong

You put your arm right through my chest
When I wasn’t looking
You said to keep it to myself
I’m telling everybody
About all the times I wanna die
I’ve been so awful
I said, «It's such a waste of time.»
You couldn’t tell me that I’m wrong
Oh please tell me that I’m all wrong.
I’m a ghost of what I once said
On a hunt to fix my broke head
I’m the king of changing subjects
I keep risk at rest