Name five things you can see
I see a bathroom sink
A toilet seat and a tiny mirror and a room with no windows
Name four things you can feel
I feel the cold of the floor
My spine against the wall
And my brain pressin' pressin' against my skull

'Cause I don't wanna be here anymore
I've locked and shut the door
I'm cryin' in a porker
Making sure no one can hear me
And no one can see me
'Cause that way I can't be vulnerable

Name three things that you can hear
I hear the beeping of the kitchen
The lying and friction, my heart beat going up and down
Name two things you can smell right now
I smell an atmosphere of pure division
A lie without a vision, a short lived dream, a short sighted
Insight into my mind
Desperately grasping for another more fulfilling life

'Cause I don't wanna be here anymore
I've locked and shut the door
I'm cryin' in a porker
Making sure no one can hear me
And no one can see me
'Cause that way I can't be vulnerable
Well god knows its hard to be vulnerable sometimes
Especially in the presence of people who love me dearly
So hold my hand, tell me everything I need
I'm shaking at the fact that somebody loves me