Ember

My head in my hands on the floor My heart in the jar by the door My eyes on that picture of you Keep telling myself it's not true My words are fabricated; I'm so manipulated Inside my head they're telling me what to do They say that it gets better I know that I will never Know where I'm going But I won't go with you I fell apart on Sunday and I wrote a letter Put it in a box that said "return to sender" If you read my thought's you'd know I'm under pressure No I am not a flame but I can be an ember My thoughts by the foot of my bed Got static inside of my head My pillow still smells like you Keep telling myself it's not true My words are fabricated; I'm so manipulated Inside my head they're telling me what to do They say that it gets better I know that I will never Know where I'm going But I won't go with you I fell apart on Sunday and I wrote a letter Put it in a box that said "return to sender" If you read my thought's you'd know I'm under pressure No I am not a flame but I can be an ember I keep waiting for you to come back to me I keep praying to some god that I don't believe in I fell apart on Sunday and I wrote a letter Put it in a box that said "return to sender" If you read my thought's you'd know I'm under pressure No I am not a flame but I can be an ember