You said I was the most the most the most Beautiful girl in the world Because I am the kind who's blind at night I went and took you at your word I'm also the kind who sits and cries I'm also the kind that toys with knives And I'm somehow the kind who's still so surprised To find that you have lied The dregs of what's left my ex collects Sisters take me in their arms And I'm still waking up; I drink water from cups And make it through weekdays unarmed At night when the house is dark and still And no one can hear me, I hope you will Cause that's when it hits me -- I'm conscious, still And also, you're not mine