Button Eyes

You revealed me stitch by stitch yet im the violent one
I played your board games and joined your tea party
Im a drunken fool I guess i failed you too
Put me on the shelf to rot in some sort of hell

I spy with my little eye a boy in the corner who cries in the night
Who just cant seem to get it right
Hide away the tears that roll down his face
Need some time to see this light with his little button eyes

Eighteen years with shut in doors the voices he cant ignore
Words are either a blessing or a tragedy
Broken porcelain dolls opened packets of menthols
Ahh ahhh

I spy with my little eye those lines on your skin seeking help within
Cause mom and dad are blind
Cut away the threads that hold his skin in place
Seeing worlds in black and white through his little button eyes

If you see him sitting there it means that hes been packaged and
Thrown away him and the earth are like oil and water
They always separate

Cause we spy with our eye a boy turned to rust oh shame on us
Cause we let him get that