Don't give me everything I need and then take it away.
That's God's job, and he is only allowed to continue doing it
Because I can't escape him.

I shouldn't punish myself
For your cruelty.
And yet it is a punishment
Either way.
Today I looked down at myself in the shower
And my stomach curved in
Like the bowl of a spoon
And even when I breathed deep
It wouldn't
Grow.
I am no longer sick.
But as I sit here
And my stomach growls
I do punish myself.
I say to it,
To my traitorous body,
To the girl who lives in my mind,
The one you hate.
I say,

"Hungry?

Yeah.
Me too."

And I let her
Starve a bit longer.

I never knew-

How was I to know  
you'd throw it away
day after day, yeah
it's all the same with you-
I've done all I can do
now, the rest is up to you,
so I think you're *******.
But, what else is new?
Yeah, what else is-
[Instrumental break]

And I never knew
any folks quite like you, no:
take all they can, now-
are not as they claim to be at all.
You're so full of ****.
We're so full of ****.
Yeah, I'm full of-
[Instrumental break]

Well, I never knew,
though I should have known,
the source of the blame,
yet wallows in shame,
and suffers the pain
and all the disdain, yeah;
of what has been sewn so well,
of what has been sewn so far, yeah,
of what has been-
[Instrumental break]

At least I have learned from
what I have been through-
better than you have seemed to do,
but that's all on you,
so I think you're ******, man,
so torally *******, man.
But, what else is new?
But that's nothing new.
Thats nothing-

I want to be wrong.
I hope I am wrong.
I doubt that I'm wrong.
I don't think you can or will,
but please prove me wrong.

It’s 3am
I’m wide awake
And it still hurts