They're only curtains Imposed on my view They only shake when they're spoken to, but still unable to move I stood quiet with my shirt cut up By intrusive thought This voice doesn't fit in this mouth anymore, where it nursed yours You could call me terminal 'Cause I've been burned before I still feel the ache where the arm once was Just another piece of myself cut off Calling me a criminal I've heard it all before I only see myself when the room is dark I've lived so long with a mouth so barbed I could've cut it in half Could've shared both parts Could've helped myself Instead of punching that car I didn't want to make you cry every time I spoke of myself like pesticide And telling all my insides Please be fucking quiet Substituting torture for a balanced diet I tried to speak in a common tongue Whilst everyone around me had a different one You could call me terminal 'Cause I've been burned before I still feel the ache where the arm once was Just another piece of myself cut off And calling me a criminal I've heard it all before I only see myself when the room is dark I've lived so long with a mouth so barbed I know it's been a hard few months I know I've been sharp under touch Are you flinching? I know it's been a hard few years That I've been convincing myself that you're listening I know it's been a hard few months I know I've been sharp under touch Are you flinching? I know it's been a hard few years That I've been convincing myself that you're listening You could call me terminal 'Cause I've been burned before I still feel the ache where the arm once was Just another piece of myself cut off And calling me a criminal I've heard it all before I only see myself when the room is dark I've lived so long with a mouth so barbed Calling me a criminal I've heard it all before I only see myself when the room is dark I've lived so long with a mouth so barbed