Pick, pick
Chip away
A little bit of me each day
Wrapped up in the things you say
Watching while I break away
Pick, pick
Nothing left
Except this pain I can't forget
Each angry word a tiny theft
Crumbling me with no regret
Pick, pick
Empty eyes
No one laughs and no one cries
Broken smiles and vicious lies
Wrapped in twisted alibies
Pick, pick
Sharp and small
Until there's nothing left at all
My voice a soft and desperate call
A cloud of dust
I drift and fall
