save your pity parties for another love life -hearts will break, but i'll never be sorry for you and your miserable balloons. pumping a stomach's none too dull but i've flatlined ( SO THROW ME A PITY PARTY, COME ONE COME ALL TO WATCH THE COLDEST GLASS DOLL ALIVE ), you pop your pills and i'll burst your balloons one by one on your special day -you should never bring a party-wrecker back to your heaven home for a chance at display. ( YOU WANT IN ON THE CONVERSATION WITH THE VOICES IN MY HEAD, BUT YOU'LL NEVER BE FAMOUS ENOUGH TO POOL WHAT'S NEEDED IN MY TRUST FUND ) flowers burst open and rip at their petal seams -you think your words are sunshine spots and you tuck apologies in between the empty ditches of filthy soil, but overcrowd and sprinkle a chain of sappy 'sorry's together and all you'll get is a garden you'll never be able to tame. ( oh look, i'm walking out the gate again. ) so save your noxious needs to your own selfish self -but never forget i grow with the daturas over in the cruel cold. ( frozen in, yet ink still courses through my vessels and my heart's still beating to the sound of heartbreak. )
