Ugly

You wish I was dead, you told me

You can't legitimately hurt me

So many people think they know me, but really they don't know

I can't understand your motive

Hurting me has never been your focus

That's why I feel a little but broken, but you already know

I'm up on the church stairs crying

Begging for a bit of understanding

Anything to make me not feel so alone

But fuck it, I feel like I'm dying

My body and mind aren't complying

I don't wanna be here, don't wanna be home