still can't dress myself

I think I'll try unzipping my skin Crawl out of the body I'm wasting in I never want what I have to, falls through the cracks of my hands Maybe it has to collapse, before I know that I want it to stand Still can't dress myself The price I pay on making my head Always pulling teeth looking for the right word It's all about me 'til you're getting hurt So much for craving control, when I don't even know where I lie I stay wherever I'm thrown, and pretend the decision was mine Still can't dress myself Still can't dress myself I'm falling 'til I'm someone else By now, I thought I'd trust myself