We’ll give you a name It’s yours until it breaks Might still call you glass behind your back but to your face We’ll pretend we’re brave even though we’re scared like you What’s the use in breaking out this far from home?
[Tell me all your secrets ‘ so I can give them names]
Porcelain has made complexions hard to keep ‘ Scarred beneath the eggshell ‘ we make sweet make believe until the day swells ‘ Casts its own shadow in the fallen ash Burns away a thousand yesterdays to try and make it last
What a nasty little place to hide? For such a lonely little alibi
They think that I think too much about the suffering There’s some disease inside my brain
They think that I think too much about the suffering I just think they think too much about their property There’s some disease inside my brain
Why set up your tent on the dark side of that cage? Your apathy ‘ is just a fence ‘ for that disease inside your brain
All that gold dust inside those caves is worth more with a name Am I the same? Am I the same?
All those thoughts inside those brains are worth more with a name Am I the same? Or am I not? Am I the same? Or am I not?