Teenage Disaster - The Boy Made Of Paper lyrics

Mortal man, fragile minds
And I’m terrified all the damn time
And I’m tired of feelin' tired
Wish I retired
But you’d be sad if I was gone at least
But I wish that you felt different
So many sleepless nights, I’m countin'
And I wish I wasn’t such a coward
So bring me down, that’s what you do best
I’m sorry I’m so depressed
But you wanted that, didn’t you?
But you wanted that, didn’t you?

Leave my body in a field
Bitch, I’ll send you a postcard
At least you didn’t have to see me cry
I hate this sound 'cause it reminds me of me

Fragile man, broken hands
'Cause I’ve been typin' all the
Things that you did wrong
And I’m tired of overthinking
And I’m drowning in the consequences
Of talking to you i’m sorry I’m not the one
To get this torch for you
To be the man you wanted me to be
I can’t carry on like this

Leave my body in a field
Bitch, I’ll send you a postcard
At least you didn’t have to see me cry
I hate this sound 'cause it reminds me of me