Since your name, coming out of your mouth, gets bigger every day
And your self-sorrow has overcome any consciousness left
I accept your self-proclamation of grandiosity
As the only way to undermine your insecurities
I just wish you could only admit how afraid you are
I see fear in your eyes
And I wish to long to care for you
But you’ve been long jaded
If there was a splash of self-criticism left
We might have had better luck as accomplices
But, no
I watch your sad reflection in the mirror
I hear your everyday bullshit about how great you’ve been doing
And I want to grab you by the shoulders
And shake up the foundation to your lies
I know better
I know you enough to easily identify your hypocrisy
You lay there pretending it's all right
I pretend I believe
And there are days that I want to hold your hand and bring you back
Days that I’m immersed in salvation
The cure
Who am I to cure?
Yes, yes
You could be my project
But I see through it
I see your whole theatrics of perfection buried in flaws
I let it go
Immersed in sympathy
Fuck sympathy
I want the truth
It lies beneath your one inch layer of depth
It stenches what remained of your purity
Your innocence has been broken
But I have my own pieces to pick up
The hell with empty shells
If you could only want it more than me
I got to save myself first
