Pieces, I'm in pieces at your words, you bite and snap, throw insults that burn like the products I use on my face
I don't want this, I didn't ask for this, why me?
Z zzzz Don't you get bored?
Z zzzz Don't you get bored of the insults?
And you don't know, you don't know your scathing tongue
Fake, fake smiles and fake words and fake face
And you don't know, you don't know your scathing tongue
Care, it's obvious you don't
Eats away at me until there's nothing left but a semblance of who I used to be, of who I want to be
PIZZAFACE
That's who I am now.
PIZZAFACE
Are you happy now?