take your hands off of your eyes
i know i’m your least favorite surprise
you wanna know what’s inside
so you shake the box
you’re a stone cold fox
i know you hate to see me cry
happy birthday
where are all the colors now?
the rose bushes in my cheeks have all been cut down
deflate my ego bouncy house,
a photo cutout guillotine
so used to ruining everything
don’t speak to me
don’t speak to me
don’t speak to me
i know where you’ve been
can’t be bothered to attend
anthrax on your invitation
hang up all the banners, gray
because i know it’s all in vain
thought that i knew suffering
but i think this takes the cake
so i’ll have it and i’ll eat it
’til i gets thrown in my face
until everybody here laughs and walks away
blowing out your candles now
short of breath but no one sees
i’m a walking eulogy
the saddest clown on the cheer team
giving out apologies like candy or cavities
queen of goody bag philanthropy
confetti tears on the center stage
can’t stop all these growing pains
it's a rite of passage to waste away
emotional latency charades
piñata full of razor blades
sick of pushing you away
you’re out of places to hide
and i’m just the glass
on the slip ’n' slide
i know you hate to see me cry
you’re out of places to hide
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