I really need to talk with you   I keep stepping on the vein   That keeps my lifeline flowing through   I wanna be your perfect stick of glue   But I don’t feel perfect at all   Sad and insecure flaw   Yeah      I find it hard to hold conversations   I get sweaty sick and I wanna walk away   No, its not you its strictly me in this situation   But I’m wondering will it ever go away, just go away      Still,   Sometimes I feel like weeping   Awake and when I’m sleeping   Perfecting how to put a game face on      And this puzzle I’ve been keeping   Has been in hiding creeping out the closet door   Spilling out onto the floor      How long will I be picking up pieces   How long will I be picking up my heart      Listen,   I’ll be as honest as I feel   I feel like I’m getting more paranoid cuz I’m hearing things   And they never turn out real, uh   It feels like my heart is made of pure steel   It’s just so heavy all the time      I’m scared of death   I’m scared of living (shit)   I gave up on the past cause it’s unforgiving   I misplaced my trust      I watched my word begin to rust   I’m that balloon about to bust   I need a place for reliving      Still,   Sometimes I feel like weeping   Awake and when I’m sleeping   Perfecting how to put a game face on      And this puzzle I’ve been keeping   Has been in hiding creeping out the closet door   Spilling out onto the floor      How long will I be picking up pieces   How long will I be picking up my heart   Be picking up my heart   Be picking up my heart   Picking up my heart   Picking up my heart      Picking up my heart      Keep picking up my heart      How long in another space and time   Keep picking up pieces in the corner of my mind   How long getting oh so hard to find   Keep picking up pieces in the corner of my mind      C’mon!   Uoh uoh uoh   Uoh uoh uoh   Uoh uoh uoh   Uoh uoh uoh      But I still walk on...