Fucking And Crying

You smiled again, the first time today.
 Invited in. Probably you'll be okay.
 It's not so hard just letting them get close to you
 You needed this. You're doing what you wanted to.
 But why are you...
 Fucking and fucking and crying and crying
 You say that you're okay, you're okay
 You're lying, 'cause
 Inside, inside you're dying, you're dying
 There's something left of the healthy one inside of you
 Chained to a wall by your own hand, bleeding but breathing.
 Coldness demands you be its lover
 And punishes you for thinking of another
 You're...
 Fucking and fucking and crying and crying
 You say that you're okay, you're okay
 You're lying, 'cause
 Inside, inside you're dying, you're dying
 Every one seems like the last one, and nothing takes the pain away
 And you're praying for some new outcome, some reason to face one more day
 You're carrying around your past in heavy baggage made of hate
 And if you ask yourself "Well, what's the point?"
 You'll crush your will beneath the weight
 So just take your pills and therapy and hope that nobody else
 Asks how you feel today
 What could you tell them anyway?