All I've got
Is some scraps of my sanity
And the burn marks you've left on my skin.
The invisible ones
That hurt me,
The burn marks on my chest.
The holes, all the way through.
I'm transparent.
And you caught the star.
You caught it, the one I asked you to catch.
For me.
But you kept it,
And you gave it to another sky,
And you caught the moon,
You caught it, the one I asked you to catch.
For me.
But you kept it,
And you gave it to another sky.
And I'll see that sky,
And I'll climb into a black sheeted bed
In white sheeted slippers
With a warm cup of green tea
And a warm, welcoming hand.
Closing in on my neck.
And it'll push out the tea
And it'll push out the lies
And it'll push my heart out
And people will stare.
It'll push out the endless memorized words
The goo goo dolls and sugar ray, pink floyd, linkin park, simple plan, pearl jam
It'll push them out
And I'll be one hollow shell
And I'll smile
Because there's nothing left in my body to make me frown
All I've got is these thin wrists
And their purple veins
All I've got is these chubby thighs
And the perfectly parallel scars lining them
All I've go is this scratched up arm of mine
The scars on my left arm faded
And I can still see the perfect
I can see it
So clearly
Bright, it was so happy
And it's best friend danced along with it
It's cold metal painting it's signature.
This television is broken
And all I can see is the moment when the veteran
Refuses to pin his star on his fallen friend
He pins his heart on.
He pins his fucking heart on.
