You'd think I'd be almost over
But it's nearly just the beginning
These pills I take only to stop an ache
The memory remains deep inside
It's hard for me to trust you again
Last time you took my paper heart
And put it through your shredder
I can't stand the way I feel
So alone and cold in these small spaces
Visions of dreams and awful fantasies
Mesh together to form nightmares
Draw the escape and climb on out
You don't have to linger here anymore
I'm better off by myself tonight
No worries when you're happy
But when the chance burns out
I'm back to lying on the table
With my heart rippped wide open
Your insisions are deep and hurt a whole lot
I am bleeding the many colors of you
Keep it in a jar high up on the shelf
Take me down to play with when your bored.

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