break me

Dread the night
Paralyzed, listen to you breathe
Silence in spite
In the dark pretending to sleep
Fear the light
When we wake no words to say
Whisper in vain
And we wait 'till nothing remains

Broken glass
Bleeding fingers
Tiny cuts
Pick up the pieces
Broken glass
Bleeding fingers
Pick up the pieces

You want me to break you
Make you say something we both will regret
You want me to hate you
Get tired of trying and leave you instead
I won't give you the satisfaction of making me leave
You'll say it's better this way so you can make me believe
It was my fault

Cancer inside
Twisting through all that remains
Tell a lie
The truth is too hard to say
Recognize
Futile dreams walking asleep
When will it die?
The pain, the fire, and the need

Broken glass
Bleeding fingers
Tiny cuts
Pick up the pieces
Broken glass
Bleeding fingers
Pick up the pieces

You want me to break you
Make you say something we both will regret
You want me to hate you
Get tired of trying and leave you instead
I won't give you the satisfaction of making me leave
You'll say it's better this way so you can make me believe
It was my fault

If you're trying to push me away, it's working
If you're trying to push me away, it's working
If you're trying to push me away, it's working

You want me to break you