Breaking your skin open to fix his cuts
Makes you feel weak but everyone says you’re not
Sweating through the fan on level one as you stick to one part of your bed
Replaying the thoughts in your head and pretending to be other people
Wondering what it would be like to live in a different body
Wondering how far its gonna go
How much alcohol is it gonna take
Until the end sounds pretty cool
Until it sounds pretty cool
Sounds pretty cool to just…. Leave.
You could’ve been this
You could’ve been so good
You could’ve been her
You could’ve been him
YOU COULD HAVE BEEN ANYTHING
But you
But every one says this is your life
You have control over what hurts you and makes you
Why do I feel like everyone else is controlling my strings?
So what if I’m not the girl that’s passed out in the booth?
So what if I’m also not the girl that has 10,000 followers paying my way?
So what if I’m also not the girl that didn't pursue her dream out of fear of failure?
So what if I’m also not the girl that doesn’t just go away?
I’m stuck to one part of this bed
And I’d rather be stuck here forever than give up on my life.