Will you still love me when I'm laying in bed fantasizing my demise
While you're trying so hard to make me believe its worth it
When you realize I can't hear you no matter how loud you scream?

Will you still love me when the tears fall faster than the thoughts inside
When these soft hands are too fragile to hold
While I watch it seek and destroy?

Will you still love me when I grow up and things are still the same
When all the beauty you pour into me only gets greeted with misery
While I'm stuck inside this rotten head of mine?

Will you still love me when the flower begins to wither and the roots begin to show?

Will you still love me?