I really need to talk with you,
I keep stepping on the vein
That keeps my lifeline flowing through.
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 conversations,
I get sweaty sick and I wanna walk away,
No, it's not you, it's strictly me in this situation,
But I'm wondering will it ever go away?
Just go away...

Still...
Sometimes I feel like weeping,
Awaking when I'm sleeping,
Perfecting how to put a game face on.

And 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?

Listen...
I'll be as honest as I feel,
I feel like I'm getting more paranoid
'Cause 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.

I'm scared of death, I'm scared of living, [bad word] 
I gave up on the past 'cause it's unforgiving,
Mm, mm.
I misplaced my [bad word] 
I watched my word begin [bad word] 
I'm a balloon about to bust,
I need a place for reliving,
Still...

Sometimes I feel like weeping,
Awaking when I'm sleeping,
Perfecting how to put a game face on.

And 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?
Be picking up my heart,
I'll be picking up my ha-ha-ha-haaa-heart,
Piking up my heart, ha-ha-ha-haaa-heart,
Piking up my heart.
Piking up my heart...
Keep picking up my heart.

How long? In another space and time,
Keep picking up pieces in the corner of my mind.
How long? Getting, oh, so hard to find,
Keep picking up pieces in the corner of my [bad word] on! Ooh!

But I still walk on.