Paper, Scissors…Stone

Twisted squeezed and wrung like a mop, Too tight to beat too wet to stop, I can hear the drips forming a puddle, And I can see my reflection, Face blurred by ripples, It spreads to my lungs and stomach, Now I can't breath and my mouth tastes like vomit, But I'll be ok, I'm growing numb to the pain anyway

Your lips twitch and tumble, They have a knack for finding trouble, Your legs buckle and shake, This chorus hits you like an earthquake

Please say it's me not who you are, I thought I knew who my friends were, So now I'd like to be left alone, My only company paper scissor stone, Thanks for the torment, I need material a victim a subject, And as for him drive his ass home, I'm sure he'll be there the next time you feel alone, I'll be ok, growing numb to the pain anyway

Your lips twitch and tumble, They have a knack for finding trouble, Your legs buckle and shake, This chorus hits you like an earthquake, Watch it split the ground in two, Leaving you across the room, Push me in and watch me fall, Down. Down. Down.

I concentrate on my breathing, These steps aren't worth repeating, I keep my head low, This feeling's new, One I hoped to never know, I hide my face from your stupid soggy eyes

Your lips twitch and tumble, They have a knack for finding trouble, Your legs buckle and shake, This chorus hits you like a fuckin' earthquake, Watch it split the ground in two, Leaving you across the room, Push me in and watch me fall, Down. Down. Down.

I concentrate on my breathing, These steps aren't worth repeating, I concentrate on my breathing, These steps aren't worth repeating