if I can't be fixed, I wanna be broken

empty thoughts and empty words
on the spin cycle
tearing apart my head

tomorrow will be wonderful, everything will be okay
someday is a nice way to say no

if I held my breath
would this world vanish
if I suffocate on these false savior dreams
where will they go when I die

I pull out another line to mark my way
and it dies like all the others
drifting to the floor

a waste of time
and always a waste of time
like telling the sky to fall

sanity's what tells you something's wrong
if I can't be fixed
why can't I be broken?

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