American Dream.

I've gone days without food

I've went weeks without sleep

Keeping this in

I've got cuts I can't close

I've got wounds that won't heal

It's all your fault

I've been shattered and wrecked

My hands covered in blood

Scars on my skin

I forgot how to feel

Now I'm weak with deceit

My skin is paper thin

We get through this

Feeling it, keeping it, holdin' it in

We go through this

Over and over again

I'd go years without tears

In a life with no fear

A life without you

Now I'm breaking my back as

I cover my tracks

My skin is paper thin once again