Hung in your room, swaying,
Hoping only that you'll see
All by myself,
I'm alone in such poor company
The deeper I think, the deeper I seem to sink,
I can't stop the insects that are feeding
Pull the needles from beneath my skin
I broke myself, shattered,
Tied a bow around every piece
You'll love the eyes,
Have they always shone so vacantly?
The more I show, the less you'll want to know
I can't stop the insects that are feeding
Pull the needles from beneath my skin
Now I'm on display, I am becoming
Hurt myself today, it's all for you
Do you like what I'm becoming?
Cut myself today, it's all for you
I part the night, flashing,
Approaching as I watch you flee
Pushed through your panes
Seems I've landed quite uncomfortably
But as I pass through souls of broken glass,
I can't stop the insects that are feeding
Pull the needles from beneath my skin
Now I'm on display, I am becoming
Hurt myself today, it's all for you
Do you like what I'm becoming?
Cut myself today, it's all for you
Please, don't ask me just what I think,
Trust me, you don't want to know
Please, don't ask me to open up,
Trust me, trust me, 'cause I can't
Stop the insects that are feeding
Pull the needles from beneath my skin
Now I'm on display, I am becoming
Hurt myself today, it's all for you
Do you like what I'm becoming?
Cut myself today, it's all for you