You wore your dress to look the part
You played the part
You took your debt and carried it
But you'd forget

Some of us are hurting too much
Every seam, every stitch comes undone
But all of us are missing parts
And I am not one

You closed your eyes; you couldn't see their sacrifice
For what was real wasn't real enough to mean enough

We'll cut you out
We'll string you up
We'll cut you down

Some of us are hurting too much
We've been scratching the itch far too long
But all of us are missing parts
And I am not one