I haven't left my bed but my dog is giving eyes

And so we step outside

Without her, I'm not sure I'd be alive

There's a fog by the shore

There's a fog in the mirror

I am searching for signs

Please don't look me in the eyes

I get uglier each morning, don't I?

When death becomes calm

When my life is a storm

I will freak myself out

Nothing freaks me out more

I'm scared to look down

There's blood on the floor

Yes I know I'm alive

As I'm cutting the chord

Cutting the chord

Finally reading the new book and it's making me feel good

There's blood on my cheeks again

My handwriting's changing to be more like her's

'Cause she's who I am now

She's more than a part of me

She was in the shadows that's so hard to see

I get lovelier each morning, don't I?

When death becomes calm

When my life is a storm

I will freak myself out

Nothing freaks me out more

I'm scared to look down

There's blood on the floor

Yes I know I'm alive

As I'm cutting the chord

Cutting the chord

I will pull apart my insides

Just to know what it feels like

When I put back together

Would it make me feel better?

Pull apart my insides

Just to know what it feels like

When I put back together

Would it make me feel?