Another demon for you to hide To make you cry yourself to sleep But you’re a star, you’re a vision, you’re a hero to me But you’re a mess, you’re a mess But you hold yourself so well There’s such a weight upon your chest Yet you still keep it to yourself
Bang bang bang That’s the sound of your bedroom door That’s the sound of the bathroom stalls They make you cry yourself to sleep
Bang bang bang That’s the sound of your bedroom door That’s the sound of the bathroom stalls They make you cry yourself to sleep
So now those tears stream down your cheeks Those demons haunt your every dream Still, you keep it to yourself But you hold yourself so well To some a victim, but you’re a hero to me
“Fucking coward, that’s somebody’s daughter”
“Another milestone, you’ve found a new low buried under their clothes”
Living life by the numbers Your conventional routine So pour yourself another drink Living in fear of others Biting nails between your teeth Long nights, bad dreams, no sleep
And why you’d felt compelled To somehow blame yourself That’s way too far, way too far beyond me
Bang bang bang That’s the sound of your bedroom door That’s the sound of the bathroom stalls They make you cry yourself to sleep
Bang bang bang That’s the sound of your bedroom door That’s the sound of the bathroom stalls
I penned a note on your behalf A poem for the host of a hollowed heart They’re fucking cowards They make you cry yourself to sleep They’re all fucking cowards They make you cry yourself to sleep