Button Eyes

You revealed me stitch by stitch yet im the violent one I played your board games and joined your tea party Im a drunken fool I guess i failed you too Put me on the shelf to rot in some sort of hell I spy with my little eye a boy in the corner who cries in the night Who just cant seem to get it right Hide away the tears that roll down his face Need some time to see this light with his little button eyes Eighteen years with shut in doors the voices he cant ignore Words are either a blessing or a tragedy Broken porcelain dolls opened packets of menthols Ahh ahhh I spy with my little eye those lines on your skin seeking help within Cause mom and dad are blind Cut away the threads that hold his skin in place Seeing worlds in black and white through his little button eyes If you see him sitting there it means that hes been packaged and Thrown away him and the earth are like oil and water They always separate Cause we spy with our eye a boy turned to rust oh shame on us Cause we let him get that