A blackout in the room again

a busted lip and broken skin.

I wake up in the bathroom 

and dare not bother asking

why the mirror's craked and all I see 

are shards of glass inside of me.



There's voices there to dare me,

my father's here to scare me.

My mother sits beyond the door she's 

curled up crying on the floor,

look at what her son's done.



When the weight of all the world's gone wrong.

It's gone wrong again.

Gone fucking wrong.

It's gone wrong again.



Well liars they leave a guilty trail.

And let me tell you something people, 

I've been lying for fucking years.

That must be why I'm standing in this space.

Disregarding that I've created these monsters

they're on fucking both of my sides,

So I wipe the blood from both of their eyes.

From all four of their eyes.



And while I wait for wounds to heal

I see you by the window sil,

your heart's torn out

a plastic spoon

when honesty lit up that room 

so I stole the pillowcase to clean

this mess I've made of someones dream.

Now you've seen what I've done,



when the weight of all the world's gone wrong.

It's gone wrong again

gone fucking wrong

it's gone all wrong again.



This room is old and wise

I fall onto the bed and wonder,

"How did I get here?"

The little boy who would argue with a tree

just fucking thump his head

and he'll turn back to normal.



Now why is that what I see?

Don't bother trusting

don't bother waiting

don't bother changing things that won't give into changing

just let me go away.

I'm packed

whenever

I'm down

whenever.