I lied
When I told you I was sleeping when you called me Sunday morning
Disguise
Won't begin to stop the ache
I wish perfect curves and empty words were all it took to
Or the tiny lines and sleepless nights were just enough to
Or the fairytales and record sales would fill the holes too
Maybe wandering hands and midnight plans would break the cycle
How can I trust
How can I love
How can I trust
How can I love
How can I trust
How can I love
How can I trust
How can I love
I've tried
To bring you to my body but my brittle bones are breaking
Your eyes
Scan the mess that I create
Thick skin
Is the only way to wade through all the words that wrap around like dirty water
Perfect
Never really was that great
I wish perfect curves and empty words were all it took to
Or the tiny lines and sleepless nights were just enough to
Or the fairytales and record sales would fill the holes too
Maybe wandering hands and midnight plans would break the cycle
How can I trust
How can I love
How can I trust
How can I love
How can I trust
How can I love my body
How can I trust
How can I love my body
How can I trust
How can I love my body
How can I trust
How can I love my body
How can I trust
How can I love my body
How can I trust
How can I love my body
How can I trust
How can I love my body
How can I trust
How can I love my body
How can I trust
How can I love my body
How can I trust
How can I love my body
