The Pink, White and Blues

Lying on the fucking floor Listening to against me Tears poor My eyes are feeling empty A night spent with Relentless thoughts I put on mascara To make the pain stop Curled up I find a way to construct A false idol In everyone that I love Feeling like I'm letting down Those who came before me Cause I'm not a woman to you And you know I never will be I walk with fear instead of confidence I walk in solitary abstinence Down Lyndale Till the sun goes down And the shadow cast Across my face Will hide my fucking jaw Gasping for my fucking breath I just can't breathe Feeling like a fraud I'm different underneath I'm too tall I can't call Myself beautiful When a man is all I see Cars pass I feel like everyone sees What I'm hiding Tucked between my knees Would you believe I can't think of anything A single word of reassurance Something nice to say Feeling like I should just drink Till I forget my name Let the alcohol just pull me down Right down the fucking drain Spiral out of control Just to feel anything By getting rid of everything Relationships and memories