How we'd look on paper

Sorry eyes
and it's not like me
canonized like frozen faces on the walls
I would lie
but it's not like me
taking sides to bend or break the paper walls

all the people you let down
that you could bury underground
and get your mind back into hell
where it belongs

so I recover
so I have the time to shake it off
while we recover
we'd rather dust the nails beneath the boards

all the people you let down
that you could bury underground
and get your mind back into hell
where it belongs

and still we don't believe in it
we're taking steps to show we care
we're coming out
we're coming out
we're coming clean

and still we don't believe in it
the subtle hints, the sunny glare
the little pouts
all going in
and coming out

the everything's of left astrays
rotting losts of castaways
you were never so ambitious anyway

little lights where people go
fluorescent days, fluorescent glow
pieces put will fall apart
cases shut but never cause

little lights where people go
fluorescent days, fluorescent glow
pieces put will fall apart
cases shut but never cause