you're never gonna tell me
i'm the worst,
but don't i know
you think it
i'm not gonna burn
myself alive
'cause none of us
would feel it
and i'm not that sad
we don't exist
'cause i think the photos we
took are pretty neat
but i'll toss 'em out anyway
and you're never gonna talk
to me again
'cause you'd be talking
to yourself
so you're gonna paint yourself
with unhappy
shapes of shades of you
'til we meet
together on your paper
but i'm never gonna feel that
way again! i said,
but don't you know
that's bullshit
i'd keep stabbing myself with
pointless knives,
but we know i'm never
gonna do it
i've killed myself a thousand
times, but
i just keep growing back
