Dancing on This Line

I am a paint by numbers But I don't have the key I think I'm just an outline Of who I'm supposed to be I just wanna feel seen I don't wanna be perceived Eat my feelings Smash my phone Say "I hate you" to my mom I don't know who that just was My toolbox is so rusty I left it in the rain Can't tell if I'm just lazy Or if this numbness is really pain I just wanna feel seen I don't wanna be perceived Eat my feelings Smash my phone Say "I hate you" to my mom I don't know who that just was Skipping breakfast, say I'm fine And they believe me every time I'm always dancing on this line I'm always dancing on this line I scoop out My insides once a week Finding other faces To craft my identity Eat my feelings Smash my phone Say "I hate you" to my mom I don't know who that just was Break a dish, slam a door Smash my face against the wall Don't wanna know who that just was Don't wanna know I'm always dancing on this line Forever dancing on this line