Calloused Hands

If you would just trust me I swear that I Would be just fine Living in my own life You say one thing then turn aside What spills out your mouth is another lie How do you believe in a dream so pitiful I couldn't blame you for lying to me But I just can't wrap my head around All the worthless sympathy Reserved for my falling out When you grow up with your mouth shut You're afraid that you could choke When you speak up I don't need another mouth to deliver doubt I have enough from myself Enough for myself I trade these thoughts in my head For something more than Sleep and sanity The anatomy of this symphony I stitch my life to my death And pray for more than Another analogy I'm taking this to my grave To my grave Silence breeds bliss Until you wake up Drunk off the dreams That you're known to love And if you share no empathy You can spare me the shame And anxiety Unfortunate Pathetic Worthless Yet so problematic Embarked on these calloused hands I'd give anything to help you Understand that I trade these thoughts in my head For something more than Sleep and sanity The anatomy of this symphony I stitch my life to my death And pray for more than Another analogy Where are you when I Need you most I thought you believed And had faith in me You make me second guess Everything and nothing less Will you rejoice Or push me away When you know I'm not As pathetic as I seem I understand that all my Faults come back to me There's no one else to blame I just feel so ashamed I'm doing everything I can Just to believe I'm enough for you But that's not enough for you I trade these thoughts in my head For something more than Sleep and sanity The anatomy of this symphony It doesn't matter what I do I am never good enough for you Am I enough for you I thought you believed And had faith in me You make me second guess Everything and nothing less Will you rejoice Or push me away When you know I'm not As pathetic as I seem There is so much more That comes to life Behind closed doors