I won’t **** myself
I couldn’t
But...

Why don’t you answer me anymore
We’re in love
Aren’t we

I am so scared to be alive
How is it possible to fear the very concept of life
I am breathing and I am alive and I am scared to stop doing that.
But to call it a fear of death? That would feel cheap.
I am not afraid of dying, I’m afraid of living.

I have scars upon scars upon scars upon scars
And I wish
I wish I could show you them

We danced around the prospect of responsibility and blame
I knocked out a white pawn, your king took the game
We set up the pieces time and time again
I’ll never tire of playing this charade
Where we beat each other by how hard we can play
pretend.
Emotions are pawns and manipulation knights
Our queens are memories and our kings are lies.
Just one more round, one more fight
One more night to promise it will be alright.
I lose more than I win
You set up the game.
I’m trapped
And that’s okay.

I will not be the bad guy
You can take what you want from me.
I never really cared about it anyway.