Baby please It's the way you speak Forming words so easily And I think of the way you think It keeps me from falling asleep In that grave I call a bed Until you called me up and said "I haven't stopped crying My father's been drinking I need a place to stay I don't want to be here He's saying the words that He promised he would never say That liquid he consumes Makes him speak the truth" And I said "No, it's not that at all It's that bottle of lies for a troubled heart It's standing on the edge of a mountain top Screaming anything he wants Like, "Look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me Because I exist, I exist, I exist, I exist, I exist, I exist" I remember the way you shook It's a shame that we're not soul mates 'Cause if I didn't know better I'd say this feels pretty good And how could I be scared? When I stretch and feel you're there So shut your mouth 'Cause these words will speak themselves I can feel them in these blankets And they're surrounding your figure Embraced in the quilts And I can't help but think You're my missing puzzle piece I wake up in the hallway, I'm looking for sunlight With rays that will cure me of the pain that keeps my lungs tight Ignoring the voices and feelings that tell me To get out of this house I can't make them stop I'm just like my mom And you said, "No, these demons will fall You're so precious to us all" And I said, "I, I can't do this alone I still need you to hold So don't let go, don't let go, don't let go, don't let go, don't let go, don't let go 'Cause I'm afraid, I'm afraid, I'm afraid, I'm afraid, I'm afraid, I'm afraid, I'm afraid"

I've been doomed from the start Everything around me falls apart So quickly, always end up with a broken heart Even Tylenol can't fix me Unless it's mixed with whiskey I ain't even sad, I'm just bored Nothing can excite me anymore like you used to Hollywood has lost all its allure Used to be so pretty Now it's just a city All of these people and all of their friends Look so good together and I don't fit in 'Cause they're picture perfect And I'm on the end Crop me out the photo so they can pretend Like I don't exist Like I don't exist Don't exist Like I don't exist (no) Like I don't exist No When I feel good it never lasts That's why you can find me living in the past if you need me Everybody says this shit will pass I say it won't, they don't believe me Just tell me to deep breathe Falling apart Don't know what to do, what to do Looking for someone to save me, I don't know who I don't know who All of these people and all of their friends Look so good together and I don't fit in 'Cause they're picture perfect And I'm on the end Crop me out the photo so they can pretend Like I don't exist Like I don't exist Don't exist Like I don't exist (no) Like I don't exist No Am I even real? Am I even real? Am I even real? Am I even real? Am I even real? Am I even real? It's hard to tell when I can't feel a fucking thing All of these people and all of their friends Look so good together and I don't fit in 'Cause they're picture perfect And I'm on the end Crop me out the photo so they can pretend Like I don't exist (no) Like I don't exist Don't exist Like I don't exist (no) Like I don't exist No Am I even real?

We don't have to be realistic, who's gonna care anyway? Fake our way through existence just to get away from it This isn't everything you'll feel, I feel inconsistent Nothing seems fine anymore I'm not interested in what you have to say Let me exist Let me exist, without this Let's get lost somewhere we thought we knew Or we can rot sipping honeydew as part of our taboos We don't have to be realistic, who's gonna care anyway Seal our eyelids shut 'till it all changes and it's okay Let me exist Let me exist, without this

When you first saw You should've known There was no more Than what was shown The way the flowers Will bloom at night The fancy thinkin' That makes it right What you see is what I am Take a look, at the invisible man Satisfaction cannot be guaranteed When you don't know just what you see From purple flowers Shoot silver sparks In solid air They make their mark Across the room Before they fall Through the eyes Of antique dolls Take a look at what I am You're looking through an invisible man Satisfaction cannot be guaranteed When you don't know just what you see The dusty book That no one reads The pages torn The letters read Upon the cover These words are penned Please go away Don't come again Oh what you see is what I am You're looking through an invisible man Satisfaction cannot be guaranteed When you don't know just what you see So take a look at what I am You're looking through an invisible man Satisfaction cannot be guaranteed When you don't know just what you see So take a look at what I am You're looking through an invisible man Satisfaction cannot be guaranteed When you don't know just what you see

And when I wake up in the morning To feel the daybreak on my face There's a blood that's flowin' through the feeling With a knife to open up the sky's veins Some things will never change They stand there looking backwards Half unconscious from the pain They may seem rearranged In the backwater swirling There is something that will never change And when I shoulda been gone a long time Laughs and says, I find ways Just when we're sheltered under paper The rockets come at us sideways Some things will never change They stand there looking backwards Half unconscious from the pain They may seem rearranged In the backwater swirling There is something that will never change Hey, I'm blind Good, fine Roll the time On whose dime And when I wake up in the morning To feel the daybreak on my face There's a blood that's flowin' through the ceiling With a knife to open up the sky's veins Some things will never change They stand there looking backwards Half unconscious from the pain They may seem rearranged In the backwater swirling There is something that will never change Some things will never change They stand there looking backwards Half unconscious from the pain They may seem rearranged In the backwater swirling There is something that will never change

Many a hand has scaled the grand old face of the plateau Some belong to strangers and some to folks you know Holy ghosts and talk show hosts are planted in the sand To beautify the foothills and shake the many hands Nothing on the top but a bucket and a mop And an illustrated book about birds You see a lot up there but don't be scared Who needs action when you got words When you've finished with the mop then you can stop And look at what you've done The plateau's clean, no dirt to be seen And the work it was fun Nothing on the top but a bucket and a mop And an illustrated book about birds You see a lot up there but don't be scared Who needs action when you got words Many hands began to scan around for the next plateau Some say it was Greenland and some say Mexico Others decided it was nowhere except for where they stood But those were all just guesses, wouldn't help you if they could