imtiredofDYING.

You like me better lately

I haven't been myself

I said the right thing

Tasted wrong for weeks

Everybody at the table Wanted seconds out of me

You touched my knee

I swallowed it politely

I'm tired of dying

To be easy to love

I give you less of me

You say it's just enough

Got good at being good

Got sick in little ways

My jaw aches in the morning From the things I didn't say

You ask me what I'm thinking I give you something else

You like me better lately

I haven't been myself

Don't make a little saint of me

You'll hate him when he eats

I want to want something

Without showing you

the receipt

I miss the ugly laugh

You could hear it from the street

I tried it in the car

It came out clean

I'm tired of dying

To be easy to love I give you less of me You

say it's just enough I'm tired of dying

And calling it good You

said I'd get used to it I'm

scared that I could

Everybody likes me When I'm not there

Everybody likes me When I'm not there

Leave a little room Leave a little room I'm still in here

I said the wrong thing

And ate the whole meal