glamorous

Wouldn't it be nice

To not have to care about anything or anyone?

It's not that I don't like you anymore

I think that I'm just having trouble

Feeling successful in my own life

Maybe we could take some time to think

So I'll cut off all my fingers at the bone

'Cause its easier than trying to be okay

With the parts of me that I don't like

It's not as glamorous as you thought it'd be

It's not as easy as everyone made it seem

Why did it ever feel like a good idea to be alone?

So what's it gonna take

For these feelings to disappear?

What else can I do

To make my anxieties go away?

How else can I try

To get by without ending it all?

When there's nowhere you can run

I promise I'll still be the one

You can call when you can't sleep

And someday we'll look back and say

"why were we ever so afraid

To say how we feel?"