Wearing this make-up seems like a chore, but it helps.
because I actually feel like someone when I'm not myself.

I look at my reflection and quickly turn away,
and hope to god you don't see what I see in the mirror every day.

I don't want to unplug my headphones,
just to hear how fu.cked up reality is.

I wanna take this heartbreak,
And shove it right back in your cut FU.CKING face.

Swallow these pills,
you'll feel better, I swear.
And when reality kicks back in,
just take a few more.

Turn the music up.
I need to drown you out of my mind.

It seems the times I wanna cry,
are the times I need to make everyone think I'm strong.

Lonely nights. No drinks for me.
Because I can't enjoy the freedom of my own mind alone.

I don't know how it came to this,
I wasn't meant to break hearts.

I'm sorry for breaking your fu.cking heart.
Next time someone wants to become my friend, I'll remind them about how I ALWAYS fu.ck up.