i am a porcelain doll
a presentation, a display
if i crack
they'll see my decay

i am an actor
a phony, a fake
i bind my chest
and hope i don't break

i am a marionette
a puppet, a toy
"look at this ***...
he'll never be a real boy."

sister's a smoker
brother says ****
mommy doesn't listen
and daddy gets mean when he's drunk

but we're the perfect family to them all
because they can't see
the family behind the mask
of who we pretend to be

the yelling, the fighting
it always turns out the same
maybe i'm the ******* problem
because it's always this way

god, i'm so sorry
last time was really close
i'm doing better now
i promise

just don't look under my sleeve
and it'll all be okay

you've crossed the threshold
put your feelings into the world
because you are so brave
braver than i'll ever be
and i'm not ready to show them
but i'm ready to show you?

i think you might like me
but i'm scared of what you'll do
if i say something wrong
or if you don't like me too

what if you hate me
after i say it?
i don't want to ruin what we have.
so take my feeling, measure it, weigh it

maybe you're just like this
or maybe its something more
but if i do something wrong
what if things can't go back to the way they were before...?