Now there's tape on our glasses to keep them from falling apart.
Too bad we couldn't put tape
on our hearts.
You're trying to hold on
like the sticky side down,
but I'm looking for a fresh start.
My world turned to gray, I went numb and had to break your heart.
Cutting ties over old ways
and past lies.
You never told me the cut on your finger was from a crack pipe.
I lay and think about all those nights
I held your shaking frame.
Try to ease those withdrawal pains. Left my brain soaked
in rage and shame.
Pressing steel against my veins.
Hate myself, hate this town,
hate how you do this to yourself,
I'm looking for a god to blame.
But the only god is change.
Forgive me for having to walk away.

Waiting for a drop to trickle down while these ***** on top drown.
The 1% ****** up the whole ratio
got people breaking their backs
like auto-*******.
Just to make ends meet.  
Like Ricky, he was working towards that American dream but
behind the scenes life was
coming apart at the seams
all because of a fault of his genes.
Uh-oh
Couldnt afford insurance,
and there all his savings go.
Spending eighty thousand dollars on pill that MIGHT save his life.
But wait, what about
dear Ricky's wife?
She was right there by his side
Watch him rot for months
'till the day he died
now she's empty inside.
Forced to swim in high tide
with no buddy.
She can't cope, even with that hollow feeling she can't float
Starts sinking deeper in the drink.
Thrashing in the dark
with lungs burning
there's no room to breath.
Foreclosure notice on the door
Say her and the kids need to leave.
Back to the grind with
no time to grieve.
Just another cog ground out
by the American machine.
So ******* much for the
American dream.

Tough guy I am not
but im not too bad at tying knots
missing methods to cope with
all these morbid thoughts.
"this sinking feeling sinking in again, no matter what I try"
Still can't help but want to die.
I shy away from blades
as sharp thoughts edge closer
I'm closer to the edge but it all seems dull and pointless.
Apathy runs through me like
the bang I drank,
hoisting the corners of my mouth in a twisted smile as if on fishhooks held high by society's hand.
Forcing the young puppet to dance.
Find a girlfriend buy new pants.
Live laugh love and believe in romance,
but romantic notions make me natious.
Stop the ride I wanna get off it
just let me crawl inside my coffin
swimming in my feels like a depressed dolphin
see, world's just as dark as it seems. Take off your glitter and see what I mean.

I want a friend to give me
a piece of them
sew their soul into my skin,
so I never have to be alone again.
But a piece of heart is a lot to ask.
Maybe I wouldn't be wanting so bad if I didn't hand out the fragments of my heart like a hot mixtape
on slate corners of suburban streets,
Peddling my soul to every woman who offered a passing smile.
Maybe I should slow down and try to love myself for a little while but dealers know you don't get high on your own supply, and baby
love is a drug.
I didn't know I could be addicted to pin ******. Imagery laced with pain and truth, constant reminders of rebel youth. I'll wear them proud for now because "it won't be long till I belong, without all this unlucky skin."

"When you love somebody and bite your tongue all you get is a mouthful of blood." It's better I stay bleeding. Lips sealed swallowing stuff from the heart, it would be a shame if I opened my mouth and stained the carpet. Leaving spots on the floor
where I slept outside your door. "When you love somebody it's hard to think about anything but to breathe."
I was lost in those ocean eyes
You left me hypoxic and petrified
You don't know how hard I tried
To ignore the ache in my chest
Dying to let out this breath
My heart about to burst
I figured if give it to you instead.
No pulse, put your ear to my chest
I gave you the love that was left
Now I'm heartless and I don't want it back. I accept the uncertainty,
Give me a call...or a text, I should be going, it's a long drive back. "I am the cub who was washed out in the flood" I'm sorry about the carpet. I hear lemon juice gets out blood.

Looking for answers, I only find more problems.

For sale by owner: broken heart
Condition: for parts