Cerce weary

I'm a pile of bones,
Empty and disposable
Don't you dare fucking tell me I'm too pretty
Tell me about your fear of loss
Right before walking out
I'm still bare, I'm still bare
I'm still bare, I'm still bare
Ribs exposed and all
Sleeping endlessly so I can put this body to rest
Let me put this body to rest
Indecisive, fucking liar
I'm Disposable
Disposable
Let me put this body to rest,
Let me put this body to rest
Let me put this body to rest…
If I'm not lying in my bed made a coffin,
I'm just a ghost in my own city
Disposable, disposable