I haven't left my bed but my dog is giving eyes
And so we step outside
Without her, I'm not sure I'd be alive
There's a fog by the shore
There's a fog in the mirror
I am searching for signs
Please don't look me in the eyes
I get uglier each morning, don't I?

When death becomes calm
When my life is a storm
I will freak myself out
Nothing freaks me out more
I'm scared to look down
There's blood on the floor
Yes I know I'm alive
As I'm cutting the chord
Cutting the chord

Finally reading the new book and it's making me feel good
There's blood on my cheeks again
My handwriting's changing to be more like her's
'Cause she's who I am now
She's more than a part of me
She was in the shadows that's so hard to see
I get lovelier each morning, don't I?

When death becomes calm
When my life is a storm
I will freak myself out
Nothing freaks me out more
I'm scared to look down
There's blood on the floor
Yes I know I'm alive
As I'm cutting the chord
Cutting the chord

I will pull apart my insides
Just to know what it feels like
When I put back together
Would it make me feel better?
Pull apart my insides
Just to know what it feels like
When I put back together
Would it make me feel?