Here I am making dinner at eleven pm again
Spend my nights wide awake and my mornings sleeping in
How do I find the right words, cowardice has run it's course
I said all my prayers but I can't help but feel remorse.
Maybe God would answer if I showed penance and kneel
But I know he's not out there it's in the silence I feel.
Now there's three men in the corner
All eyes are on me
"I feel God in this Chili's"
She's saying on tv.
Hiding bags under my eyes
and a stash of fitting clothes
I just want to feel pretty
I want to feel less alone.
My mother says she loves me
my father I don't know
we haven't spoken in months
I hope he's well and lets it go.
I'm painting my eyes
I'm running red over these lips
I haven't felt like myself
Until I shed this skin.
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