I know you’ve
been
collecting
my tears
in a bottle
Go ahead
and sprinkle in
my broken memories
my broken screams
Go ahead
and conceal them
with flowers
and confetti
but
when it’s my turn
to party
You’ll be sorry
I know you’ve
been
collecting
my tears
in a bottle
Go ahead
and sprinkle in
my broken memories
my broken screams
Go ahead
and conceal them
with flowers
and confetti
but
when it’s my turn
to party
You’ll be sorry