Friends For Sale - The Smallest Things In the World Lyrics

You're not letting go of who you thought you owned
But I was not an object
How could you be so mean? Killed what's left inside of me
But you don't care
And you're not waking up, unless it's time for work
I was never an option
And I'm not throwing up because I am sick
But from trying to erase you
I still feel the pain, from all the many things
That people put inside me
I am a mistake for you to throw away
Try again in the morning
And I'll try to pretend that I enjoy your kiss
As you press me against the mattress

And so I came back home with all of these high hopes
That things would be different
But these people are the same, they ignore the strange
And music is just noises
They talk with their mouths, tuning the world out
They hear but never listen
While they down their drinks and laugh with their friends
I wish I was like them
And if there is beauty, it will not find me
I'm buried in the ugly
And I know in the end, this disease will win
But I've learned to accept it
And when it's my turn to die, will anyone cry?
I think I know the answer

They'll walk up to my grave, say a prayer in my name
And bury what's left of my brain
And they'll find my note that read
"Sorry to my friends
Congratulations to my enemies."
They'll cover up my scars, and empty out my drawers
At least I'll make an attractive corpse
Funny how in the end, everyone pretends
Like they knew you and what you stood for

The smallest things in the world
Can crawl inside our hearts
And quickly turn fatal

And when I don't wake up
Someday pretty soon
I will be forgotten