Lyrics

The lowest rung on the ladder.
Always the first to get stepped on.
Always the first
but one can only take this for so long.
I spit-polish the outside.
Smoke and mirrors to hide the scars.
Hide the scars
but I'm afraid this time that you've pushed me too far.

I won't base my survival on,
I won't waste good denial on you.
On you.
Endlessly breakin' sutures.
I've lost my faith in a future with you.
With you.

Bending, breaking, broken
Bending, breaking, broken.
Bending, breaking, broken down.

I won't base my survival on,
I won't waste good denial on you.
On you.
Endlessly breakin' sutures.
I've lost my faith in a future with you.
With you.

Bending, breaking, broken
Bending, breaking, broken.
Bending, breaking, broken down.