I really need to talk with you
I keep stepping on the vein
That keeps my lifeline flowing through
I wanna be your perfect stick of glue
But I don't feel perfect at all
Sad and insecure flaw
Yeah

I find it hard to hold conversations
I get sweaty sick and I wanna walk away
No, its not you its strictly me in this situation
But I'm wondering will it ever go away, just go away

Still,
Sometimes I feel like weeping
Awake and when I'm sleeping
Perfecting how to put a game face on

And this puzzle I've been keeping
Has been in hiding creeping out the closet door
Spilling out onto the floor

How long will I be picking up pieces
How long will I be picking up my heart

Listen,
I'll be as honest as I feel
I feel like I'm getting more paranoid cuz I'm hearing things
And they never turn out real, uh
It feels like my heart is made of pure steel
It's just so heavy all the time

I'm scared of death
I'm scared of living (shit)
I gave up on the past cause it's unforgiving
I misplaced my trust

I watched my word begin to rust
I'm that balloon about to bust
I need a place for reliving

Still,
Sometimes I feel like weeping
Awake and when I'm sleeping
Perfecting how to put a game face on

And this puzzle I've been keeping
Has been in hiding creeping out the closet door
Spilling out onto the floor

How long will I be picking up pieces
How long will I be picking up my heart