Cry

Lipstick paperweight

So your paperback spine won't blow away

Too brittle to stand your body straight

And fight the wind

Skin like a cloudy day

Eyes puffy like bucket bags on your face

That shelter your pain like a hiding place

And shake your chin

And it falls

Like rain

And when it falls

You won't feel the same

You won't feel the pain

Heavy lungs let you breathe

In and out, like a part lucid dream (ooh-ooh-ooh)

Blurry lines decorate all you see

Through a foggy lens

Lump throat, gotta go (gotta go)

You gotta find peace in this broken home

Salivate gums, and a runny nose

The body tense and cold

And it falls

Like rain

And when it falls

You won't feel the same

You won't feel the pain

You won't feel the pain

Ooh, you won't feel the pain

You won't feel the pain

You won't feel the pain

You won't feel the pain

You won't feel the pain

And it falls

Like rain

And when it falls

You won't feel a thing

You won't feel a- ahh!

You won't feel a thing

You won't feel the pain

You won't feel the pain

You won't feel the pain