You're growing tired of me
You love me so hard and I still can't sleep
You're growing tired of me
And all the things I don't talk about

Sorry, I don't want your touch
It's not that I don't want you
Sorry, I can't take your touch

There's a hole that you fill
You fill, you fill

But it's just that I fell in love with a war
And nobody told me it ended
And it left a pearl in my head
And I roll it around

Every night, just to watch it glow
Every night, baby, that's where I go
Just to watch it glow

I really stopped talking about how I feel I just use music instead

The silence is so loud
I can't control my thoughts
Wait for your darkest fears
To come for you

The feminine urge to cut your hair instead of having therapy

I don't trust both

You really are all you have at the end of the day and no one else cares about you or your problems.

It should have ended when it was started.

I'll be my own hero, thanks.