"Tick, tock" said the falling clock
I'm gonna show you what it means to be broken.
It's not the fall that killed you, sweetheart,
You were dead long before the asphalt kissed your face.
They tried to save you with their little words of wisdom,
But the words were rotten to the core,
Their motives hidden in their masks of curiosity,
Truth: They don't wanna deal with another rotten corpse.
Take my hand,
You silly girl, will you ever learn?
It's not just a matter of gravity.
You gotta play it by the rules.
It's a give and take of emotions,
A vicious demon to conquer.
There's nothing simple bout it.
It's a game that must be won.
"Tick, Tock" said the hungry clock,
I'm gonna show you what it means to starve.
It doesn't matter what they said to you.
In your eyes the mirror always tells the truth.
In it's eyes you're growing, swelling, bulging.
"Oh my God! I'm so disgusting!"
Go ahead and push for those extra pounds.
Oh, you make such a pretty skeleton.
Take my hand,
You silly girl, will you ever learn?
It's not just a matter of purging.
You gotta play it by the rules.
It's a give and take of emotions,
A vicious demon to conquer.
There's nothing simple bout it.
It's a game that must be won.
"Tick, Tock" said the drained clock.
I'm gonna show you what it means to bleed.
Who showed you how to bring the razor to your skin?
Doesn't that rush of blood just feel so lovely?
You're running out of time.
("Tick, Tock." said the falling clock.)
You're running out of time.
("Tick, Tock." said the starving clock.)
Running out of time.
("Tick, Tock." said the drained clock.)
RUNNING OUT OF TIME.
Take my hand,
You silly girl, you never learned.
It was a matter of survival.
You didn't play it by the rules.
A simple give and take of emotions.
You let the vicious demon win.
Hell, you knew it wasn't simple
It's a game that you have lost.
