There Are Leeches In Denton Lake

I know that marble eyes shed no tears
They stay dry as the statue falls apart
And there's no point in screaming
If you never wanted to ask for help

My skin is dry and cracked now
I should really moisturize
Is this my statue crumbling beneath
My faded, jaded, marble eyes

Is this the beginning of the end?
A final story to leave unread

Gas station liquor's not a catch-all for everything, I know
But it works pretty well in hard times
Hard times are all I've had since you walked away
And said you didn't want a part in my life

Yes, I'm still grieving that clock never stops
Because I was alone for so long
And there's a part of me that stays that way
Down to the last, the last fucking drop

And I'm not saying you made a martyr of me
I just need you to know that I'm struggling

And I'm worried that I'm not in the right place
I'm worried there never was one
Picking up the pieces that have fallen off over the years
I think I'm coming undone
No, I've already come undone

I'm searching for something that I'm never gonna find
Like a moth drawing closer to rotten limelight
Did I have a plan or was it all for show?
Am I faking it all?
If I stop now, then where do I go?

My complexes are really quite simple
I can't determine my value without other people
And I can't imagine a world in which I succeed
Without lying down on an altar for strangers to bleed

But I'm not a lamb, I'm a rough cut of meat
And I've only got enough for myself to feed

And I'm worried that I'm not in the right place
I'm worried there never was one
Picking up the pieces that have fallen off over the years
I think I'm coming undone
No, I've already come undone

I'm searching for something that I'm never gonna find
Like a moth drawing closer to rotten limelight
Did I have a plan or was it all for show?
Am I faking it all?
If I stop now, then where do I go?

Where do I go?
Where do I go?
Where do I go?
Where do I go?