I was born with a hole in my heart
I was given the task to tear my whole world apart
Feel like each new connection is less stable than the last
Maybe each one is a step further from the past

And that's good?
I don't know what I would do if I saw another you

I have to keep my fingers busy
Twirling around
But only really in my head.
I wish I was dead on very seperate occassions
Mostly when I say that it's not true
It's more likely a phrase that all of us do
As a lifeline
Because we need a reminder that life can end if we want it to

You are the fiftieth addition to my collection
Now present yourself in front of me for inspection
You all look the exact same as me
Maybe I have fractured myself all along, in groups of three
Look at me

Love is a bubble, but my bubble has so many bubbles attached to it
My love is a hydra with too many heads
Please don't get so close, you'll get snapped up
I humbly request attention.

It's funny that so many words
That don't mean the same
Can all start the exact same and to me be relevant all at once
intimate, intimidate and interstellar
Probably

Every time I try and think about how I can be useful to you
I stop and start and second guess myself, and how I'll do
And how I'll do when I look at you
And try and apologise for failing you
Because apparently I've been trying all along
I never knew I was failing already
I only knew I would fail some day
I never tried to feel new things
But this whole time I felt new things
Because I feel new things when I look at you
Your skin is unique and I could never fail you.

Am I doing this right?
At the end of the day my head is unique
So why do I feel the need to pretend to be weak
Just to prove that I deserve your protection
And your guidance
Please be patient with me.