The Clubs / The People's Attention

A picture hangs on my wall and hears what I talk about
 I'm drawing circles and I'm getting dizzy now
 Oh, how have you been? I haven't seen you around
 All is fine if you believe it, just don't talk about it
 Sit in a phone booth to act like you don't exists
 Oh, I'm prescription-less but I'm making
 There's a hole in my window if you wanna sneak in
 There's a crack in my windshield and I'm waiting for it to cave in
 Oh my reflection is, looking a lot older now
 The wind is singing again, carrying me with it
 Glitter eyes from the drinks, we are so important
 All of the lights from the clubs and the people's attention
 All of the snakes sing their songs
 We died for all of them
 I'm not even your friend and I died for that
 All of our selfish time spent
 Hoping no one would notice
 Fragile mouths in our hands
 Didn't you notice?