Pity

If I walked more like I didn't care
Do you think I would stay on the road?
If I tore at my face with my chewed fingernails
Do you think I could get to the bone?

Chalk-drawn outlines
Made by the deadlines
Convince them you're worthy
Then reject all their pity
'Cause you know that they wouldn't
Try anymore

If I walked more like I didn't care
Do you think I would stay on the road?
If I tore at my face with my chewed fingernails
Do you think I could get to the bone?

Chalk-drawn outlines
Made by the deadlines
Convince them you're happy
Then regret all the lies
'Cause you know that you shouldn't
Do it that way

So I walk more like I wouldn't care
And I think I would stay on the road
There's gotta be truck drivers
Somewhere out there
Who are drunk off their asses
Or hopelessly stoned
And now I can't help but be scared
That if I stopped biting my nails
You'd be able to see where
I dig at my skin
So fucking repetitive
To make myself thin

Chalk-drawn outlines
Made by the deadlines
Convince them you're healthy
And that you'll be fine
Just hope that the shortness of breath
Fades with time



Credits
Writer(s): Asher Robino
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