but i have to wonder why
it hurts so bad when i broke it
and these things, they make no sense
when i hold it
so how am i supposed to say that im alright?
and that this is all okay
and that im okay
when im not?
we'll break our own hearts
before we ever listen
just promise me im making the biggest mistake of my life
by day we forget
we eat and do and act
and we feel nothing
and nothing hurts
but at night we cant hide
it bores and steeps
and it gets deeper
and it hurts... bad
then we try to drown out our thoughts
that part hurts physically
we blair our music
and consume everything in sight
then we give up
because nothing works
tell ourselves we're ugly
then repeat
and we cut
then repeat
then we cry ourselves to sleep
because nothing fits when we're weak
it hurts so bad when i broke it
and these things, they make no sense
when i hold it
so how am i supposed to say that im alright?
and that this is all okay
and that im okay
when im not?
we'll break our own hearts
before we ever listen
just promise me im making the biggest mistake of my life
by day we forget
we eat and do and act
and we feel nothing
and nothing hurts
but at night we cant hide
it bores and steeps
and it gets deeper
and it hurts... bad
then we try to drown out our thoughts
that part hurts physically
we blair our music
and consume everything in sight
then we give up
because nothing works
tell ourselves we're ugly
then repeat
and we cut
then repeat
then we cry ourselves to sleep
because nothing fits when we're weak
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