Oh no, I think that I'm broken,
I scream, but I'm too soft spoken...
The Sun shines bright,
but in my mind it's dark inside...
This dark cloud hanging over me,
it feels like home to me...
This cover's getting heavier,
these sheets will be my grave...
You know I can't seem to find my way,
it's like you're here but you just won't stay...
I'd open up,
but I'd fall apart...
Every day I wake up,
I'm, caking on this make-up...
If it's gotta get worse before it gets better,
well, you know I'm due improvement...
Twisted and tortured,
I'm triggered by silence...
Another day of this sorrow,
another day of this pain...
How did we get to this fighting,
how did we get to this part...
What can I say,
this can't be real...