Swallow The Static

[Verse 1] She counts the pills on the bedside Tiny white exits in a row Scribbles her name in a notebook Presses too hard till it tears through [Pre-Chorus] She asks the ceiling "Will it ever feel like mine?" Breath tastes like chemicals Clock chews another line [Chorus] She says "I'm here but I don't feel real" (yeah) nearly choking on the daylight "I'm so tired of being fine" Every smile is a barbed wire highlight If this is healing Why am I still numb? Why does every quiet night still come Like a fist to the chest? She screams "I’m trying I’m trying my best" [Verse 2] Scrolling for faces that know her All of them framed in blue glow Mother's voice muffled in the hallway Asking if she’s "better now" [Pre-Chorus] She hates the mirror Stranger staring through her eyes Hands shake at breakfast Hope measured out in tiny lines [Chorus] She says "I'm here but I don't feel real" (hey) nearly choking on the daylight "I'm so tired of being fine" Every smile is a barbed wire highlight If this is healing Why am I still numb? Why does every quiet night still come Like a fist to the chest? She screams "I’m trying I’m trying my best" [Bridge] [Drums drop Low bass drones] Bite down hard On the rise of the panic Count to four Try to swallow the static She carves one word In the paint on her desk "STAY" Just "STAY" That’s all that’s left [Chorus] "I'm here but I don't feel real" (roaring) as her throat starts to ignite "I'm so tired of being fine" Tears cutting through the cheap black eyeliner If this is healing I won't give it up I’ll drag my body through every night that comes With a scar in my chest But I’m here I’m here I’m doing my best