she never plays music through the speakers, just her headphones
tonight I hear the bass and I think it's to cover up the fact that she's choking on her sobs
I can't do this, I really can't
my hairbrush shaking in my hands

please take this away from her and give it back to me
she's the one who's supposed to be living vibrantly
I've got nothing to lose, I don't have any dreams
it wasn't supposed to be her, the one ripped at the seams

she stares into space and everything in me screams
give it back, give it back
take me, take me