I really need to talk with you 

I keep stepping on the vein 

That keeps my lifeline flowing thru 

I wanna be your perfect stick of glue 

But I don't feel perfect at all 

Sad and insecure flaw 



I find it hard to hold conversation 

I get sweaty sick and I wanna walk away 

Its not you its strictly me in this situation 

I'm wondering will it ever go away...just go away 



Sometimes I feel like weeping 

Awake and when I'm sleeping 

Perfecting how to put a game face on 



This puzzle I've been keeping 

Has been in hiding creeping out the closet door 

Spilling out onto the floor 



How long will I be picking up pieces 

How long will I be picking up my heart 



I'll be as honest as I feel 

I'm getting more paranoid and I'm hearing things 

And they never turn out real 

It feels like my heart is made of pure steel 

It's just so heavy all the time 



Yea I'm scared of death 

And I'm scared of living 

I gave up on the past cause it's unforgiving 

I misplaced my trust 



I watched my word begin to rust 

I'm a balloon about to bust 

I need a place for reliving 



But sometimes I feel like weeping 

Awake and when I'm sleeping 

Perfecting how to put a game face on 



This puzzle I've been keeping 

Has been in hiding creeping out the closet door 

Spilling out onto the floor 



How long will I be picking up pieces 

How long will I be picking up my heart 



How long (in another space and time) 

Will I be picking up pieces in the corner of my mind 

How long (its getting oh so hard to find) 

Keep picking up pieces in the corner of my mind 

But I still walk on