still can't dress myself

I think I'll try unzipping my skin

Crawl out of the body I'm wasting in

I never want what I have to, falls through the cracks of my hands

Maybe it has to collapse, before I know that I want it to stand

Still can't dress myself

The price I pay on making my head

Always pulling teeth looking for the right word

It's all about me 'til you're getting hurt

So much for craving control, when I don't even know where I lie

I stay wherever I'm thrown, and pretend the decision was mine

Still can't dress myself

Still can't dress myself

I'm falling 'til I'm someone else

By now, I thought I'd trust myself