Open the curtains
Singing birds tell me "tear the buildings down"
You felt blessed to receive their pleasant sound
Of things that break make you cringe inside yourself
There's a child counting stars in their time-out of their day
In the corners of their frame they are encased
In the losing of a grain of themselves
Pushed against the ebb and flow
Wave good-bye and watch it go

Well show me the honest/proper way
To disarm predatory gaze
That's sucking dry and never satiated
You've been misused
Been rewired
You're short-circuiting now
Just remember when you'd call me to come
Take a deep breath, and then jump
So fragile are bodies
So concave, work in self-destructive ways

You shot from the hip and missed
Detaching from all of this
In physical pictures you remain
Spiral 'round yourself in figure-eight
I recoil at every new beginning

I searched for a way out
Don't we all?
An existentialist recall
Turn in all dichotomies and truths that I gave
I felt wrong in many ways
It didn't heal
It just got harder everyday to be still
To be passing through the throes
In a daze
Feeling heavy
Feeling cold in my skin
In my hand-me-downs
I'm wearing everything thin
And the pills that you gave didn't do anything
I just slept for years on end

So if I call
Should I beg?
Because I'm desperate here
A couple steps from the edge
I can't seem to burn bright enough
I'm cold and I'm left alone
We're all alone
Grab a hold
I know I said to not. What the fuck do I know?
I had a chance to construct something beautiful and I choked