In the middle of the night
I was sleeping sitting up
When a doctor came to tell
me, "Enough is enough"
He brought me out into the hall (I could
have sworn it was haunted)
And told me something that I didn't
know that I wanted to hear
That there was nothing that
I could do to save you
The choir's going to sing,
and this thing is going to kill you
Something in my throat made
my next words shake
And something in the wires made
the lightbulbs break
There was glass inside my feet and
raining down from the ceiling
It opened up the scars that
had just finished healing
It tore apart the canyon running
down your femur
(Ithought that it was beautiful,
it made me a believer)
And as it opened I could hear you
howling from your room
But I hid out in the hall until
the hurricane blew
When I reappeared and tried to
give you something for the pain
You came to hating me again
and just sang your refrain
You
had a new dream,
it was more like a nightmare
You were just a little kid,
and they cut your hair
Then they stuck you in machines,
you came so close to dying
They should have listened,
they thought that you were lying
Daddy was an asshole,
he fucked you up
Built the gears in your head,
now he greases them up
And no one paid attention when you just
stopped eating
"Eighty-seven pounds!" pounds!"
and this all bears repeating
Tell me
when you think that we became so unhappy
Wearing silver rings with
nobody clapping
When we moved here together we
were so disappointed
Sleeping out of tune with
our dreams disjointed
It killed me to see you
getting always rejected
But I didn't mind the things you threw,
the phones I deflected
I didn't mind you blaming
me for your mistakes
I just held you in the door-frame through
through all of the earthquakes
But you packed up your clothes
in that bag every night
And I would try to grab your
ankles (what a pitiful sight)
But after over a year,
I stopped trying to stop you
From stomping out that door
Coming back like you always do
Well no one's going to fix it for us,
no one can
You say that, "No one's going to listen,
and no one understands"
So there's
There's two people living
in one small room
From your two half-families
tearing tearing at you
Two ways to tell the story
(no one worries)
Two silver rings on our finger
s in a hurry
Two people talking inside your brain
Two people believing that
I'm the one to blame
Two different voices coming
out of your mouth
While I'm too cold to care
and too sick to shout
You had a new dream,
it was more like a nightmare
You were just a little kid,
and they cut your hair
Then they stuck you in machines,
you came so close to dying
They should have listened,
they thought that you were lying
Daddy was an asshole,
he fucked you up
Built the gears in your head,
now he greases them up
And no one paid attention when you
just stopped eating
"Eighty-seven pounds!" pounds!"
and this all bears re peating