A city turned dead by the cold
Spitting out steam through a hole in my breast
I'm here to separate the head from the chest
And the sterile robots of old
Spin the paper soldiers on a game board
Like pawns of a certain feather
Ganging up to trap the rook together
Like I'm supposed to be sorry that I'm adored
I think you can go back to 2001
See a man put some pieces into place
Decided he couldn't disappear without a trace
Chose to pick up a pen instead of a gun
It should have been enough to just leave
You were there inside him just to cut
Like he just swallowed a razor and he can't touch
Swallowing all the blood but it's just me
Feeling sorry for myself
And the storm swallowed him whole
Didn't even get thirteen pieces for his soul
And so he traded life for life and bargained a new death
But they were rumors in his ears
Affection from minors in other states
Just so he could hear someone thinks he's great
Not even pushing the clutch when he switched gears
Making a picture of a man without a heart
Photocopying his expression on Monday
Imagining it's never been done so you'll say
"You've had to survive the hardest part"
And now I use the heartbreak for personal gain
Taking bets on when I'll end it all
Barricaded behind these walls
Trading my soul to keep feeling this pain
And this labyrinth of mine put inside a single frame
I'm a one note character for all my wishing
Subsisting on imaginary love as my sole nutrition
Poisoning myself to big fame
And when your name drifts across my eyelids
I try to beg myself to just stop
Like selling off double vision to a cyclops
The could have beens don't hurt as much as the never dids
Every day turns drastic here
With the lies you're breathing through your skin
Like you're minus a leg when it's sink or swim
Those days of rain seemed to last forever
And now I'm not in your photographs