Lyricist : Madeline Holste

Composer : Madeline Holste

Look straight at me and just

Try to say something you mean

I'm a puppet tied up

Stuffed with anxiety

No I won't go to dinner

You won't watch me eat

In five years you'll still

Wonder if I have real feet

Far too many a time

I have seen my mom cry

More than you, I presume

'Cause your dad didn't die

So I'll tell you the secret

To staying alive

You just laugh and cry harder

And scream to survive

Don't you know

How to make me happy

You let me weep

And you do so gladly

Follow me as I tread water

And start to believe

That I'm floating above

All these monstrosities

On your left you'll see colors

That don't yet exist

On your right is the home

To all lone pacifists

Far below is the black hole

That wants me to drown

And the bad things I've done

That always stick around

In your mind, dear, is

Something that you cannot hold

It's a world and you have it

Until you grow old

Don't you know

How to make me happy

You let me weep

And you do so gladly

Don't keep me sweet

And toss out the rest

Even though

It's what you do best

You can't keep me sweet

And toss out the rest

I'll never stop

Making a mess

Don't you know

How to make me happy

You let me weep

And you do so gladly