Every step we take is a rule we break
And we’re ever only moving backwards
But we push on more, ‘cause you always swore
That we never even meet your standards
Forgive me, I am sorry, but these wounds won’t stay unopened
When I say, believe me, the most beautiful people are broken

This self doubt means that we shout
But the void is always full of voices
And they echo back everything we lack
But we never know what the choice is
This day plays out like the first, with a little more pain and a little more curse
Believe me when I say that the most beautiful people are beautifully broken

Killing us with a thousand cuts, conquer and divide us
It’s all a game that we have lost too well
Can we get a little charity? Can we get a little empathy?
The joke’s on you, I only hate myself

It’s a war, with a prefix score
‘Cause the front page is permanently airbrushed
We abide by the rules, like naive fools
But the game is always fixed against us
Screaming at our souls you whisper everything we’re not
With every swipe, a sponsored snipe, ‘cause honesty can rot

Killing us with a thousand cuts, conquer and divide us
It’s all a game that we have lost too well
Can we get a little charity? Can we get a little empathy?
The joke’s on you, I only hate myself

Killing us with a thousand cuts, conquer and divide us
You rigged the game and now we can’t push through
Can we get a little charity? Can we get a little empathy?
The only thing I hate more than myself is you