Hey! I’m fucked up.

I deteriorate to grains of me like sand left by the tide
Piece by piece I form a me that lives their happy lies
You say you love the thought of me but you don’t think at all
You say that if I trip you’d catch me but why should I fall at all?

Autumn brings the brownish tints of lifeless leaves and Trees
Crushed and cruching under feet that are the size of seas
You’re planting seeds of doubt in me just to test my patience
Doctor said my worries will turn him into the patient

Magic mirror on the wall don’t tell me who’s the nicest
Don’t tell me who will love me, drive me round without a license
Don’t tell me who I’ll love to bits with all my broken parts
Don’t tell me who’s the next reason for all my broken hearts

I’ll head my way and find my self another cause to frown
Another wail of agony that floats my lonely town
Another broken person that needs me to give a crown
Another gloomy Sunday to hear burning cigarettes sound