My eyes are threatening to open wide tonight (for the first time).
I try to cover them up with a pillow’s side.
Twilight, made up and hated,
So bright like, shards of blood and rust and light.
I might, might be swallowed by this night.

Your skin wrapped around your ankles
And limps (like perfect ribbon tied).
Your arms are, bare and white just like your eyes.
You stand there, and you almost seem surprised.
Why, why, why are you always so surprised?

What’s the worst part?
What’s the worst part?
In your eyes.
In your eyes.

Shut up, I’m tired of you talking,
So much, I just wanna hear you cry.
Cry, cry, cry.
I just wanna hear you cry.

What’s the worst part
What’s the worst part
In your eyes
In your eyes