A Sharp Pain

I wanna break you to a thousand little pieces
And rearrange you into something for myself
I'm playing God, I'm playing God, I'm playing Jesus
It's what I think about while I'm all by myself

Pull on my legs and spread 'em open 'cause I need it
The doctor said that having friends is good for health
Sometimes I wonder, "How the hell am I still breathing?"
Need you to tie me to a tree so I can tell

It's getting hard, it's getting hard
It's getting hard, hard to be alone
It's getting hard, it's getting hard
It's getting hard, hard to be alone
It's getting hard, it's getting hard
It's getting hard, it's getting hard to be alone
It's getting hard, it's getting hard
It's getting hard, hard to be alone

It's getting hard
It's getting hard
It's getting hard
It's getting hard

Want you to wrap your arms around me and keep squeezing
Until I bleed from every hole, it could be swell
I'm needing God, I'm needing God, I'm needing Jesus
I need somebody to check in 'cause I'm not well