Spitting vomit into the toilet bowl
Oh, I've got a feeling that I'll never be whole...

I'm frightened to be in my own head
I have turned to you, before...

I am a thousand people
Ghostly, my face stares at me...

I draw on my skin a map,
to you. To where we've been...

Other people's words go round in my head
Like wheels on the car that could take me anywhere...

There is a girl, I feel her
She sits in my heart. She is...

I do not know what I look like
Every mirror holds a jolt...

There are cuts on my hands
That I cannot explain...

Beauty sat at my table
Picked up, put down...

I am underwater
I cannot see you...

This is a story that we all come to know:
Boy meets girl...

I'm crazy, I'm crazy,
I'm falling hard...