Suicide Shirt by Heather Evans Lyrics

It's never who you want
And never when you could
Never what you need
And never why you should

There's a slight crook
When the straight sleeve comes up empty

Kept the card, I lost the trick

It thickens up and stagnates when it
Turns out he wants me dead anyways
Stops pumping
Til I put another one back, suck another one down
Runs thin with my hobbies
Opens up all his possibilities
All my arteries

To know you hate the feeling so
Someday you won't want to see me
Might make it easy
The book left on the shelf you won't reread
Can't say anything
A folded page always to be creased
For fear of being stained
He sure painted the scene
Now you warp the lens
A blister on the screen
But you look so good

No-one knows what I'm here for or what I'm gonna do
So as long as I make it I can say I did
Stick that on the tombstone
I'm glad I spent the time