They say company loves misery
At least I think that's what I heard
This road to hell can be slippery
Maybe the fall is more deserved

Now I foam at the mouth, I will consume the world
Killing parts of myself, write my obituary
Bleeding out on the couch, I don't feel anything
You better tread carefully (This is what you made of me)

I can be the worst kind of person, oh
I kinda like that version, oh
Keep it up 'til the curtains close
Better tread carefully
This is what you made of me

Send my regards to my enеmies
I found the worst one in mysеlf
I've been deprived of all empathy
One less thing rotting on my shelf

Now I foam at the mouth, I will consume the world
Killing parts of myself, write my obituary
Bleeding out on the couch, I don't feel anything
You better tread carefully (This is what you made of me)

I can be the worst kind of person, oh
I kinda like that version, oh
Keep it up 'til the curtains close
Better tread carefully
This is what you made of me

(Kill or be killed) This is what you made of me
(Kill or be killed) This is what you made of me

And when you start to get sick of me
I know that feeling all too well
Now this regression is bittersweet
No one can save me from myself

I can be the worst kind of person, oh
I kinda like that version, oh
Keep it up 'til the curtains close
Better tread carefully
This is what you made of me

(Kill or be killed)
(Kill) This is what you made of me
(Kill or be killed)
(Kill) This is what you made of me