Don't tell me it gets better
If you won't even try to stay with me
To make sure it gets there
And don't tell me it'll be okay
Then turn and run away
As I'm shaking
With tears in my eyes
Trying to resist the temptation
Of the harshest form of self medication
Don't tell me you know
When you've been perfect your whole life
Not a hint of any disorder
Not even a phobia
Strong as steel
And perfect as a diamond
Don't tell this shattered glass
Things will get better
As you continue to smash into the pieces
