Just... just leave the pieces where they lie
The shattered remnants of who I was
Of who I was going to be
Who I was supposed to be
Haha but that would assume
I have someone trying to pick the pieces up
But this is not so.
Rather, I wave flags and fire flares
And they.... they smile and ask about my day

I DON’T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT

WHY DON’T WE TALK ABOUT THE NIGHT

THE NIGHT I THOUGHT ABOUT DEATH

So if you even notice at all
Just leave me the hell alone
You don’t deserve to see me raw
Just wait outside until my mascara is done
My face is made, my hair is brushed
Because that’s all you deserve to see.