Forks on the left
Knives on the right
I don't think that I'll be eating tonight
Caught my reflection
Deep inspection
Self-medicating to the point of exhaustion
Is this over
Am I pretty
If I think so then
Well I guess that'd be pretty f*cking stupid
I can't help the way that I see myself
I can't help the way that I hate the sight of me
I can't help myself
But I'm trying
So get up off your knees
And stop f*cking crying
This just isn't the end of the world
If you don't want it to be
This just isn't the end of my days
If you don't let it be
Let it be
I'm sorry
Forks on the left
Knives on the right
I don't think that I'll be sleeping tonight
Stomach pains from empty
Loathing deep inside me
Running laps around this town
Just to keep from going crazy
Is this over
Am I pretty
Jesus Christ why can't I be f*cking pretty
This just isn't the end of the world
If you don't want it to be
This just isn't the end of my days
If you don't let it be
Let it be
I'm sorry
Forks on the left
Knives on the right
I don't think that I'll be hating myself tonight
This just isn't the end of the world
If you don't want it to be
This just isn't the end of my days
If you don't let it be
Let it be
I'm sorry
This just isn't the end of the world
If you don't want it to be
This just isn't the end of my days
If you don't let it be
Let it be
I'm sorry
