My Hand-Cut Puzzle of a Girl

My Hand-Cut Puzzle of a Girl
The world quickly closes around a hushed voice.
A kiss meant simply to shut you up.
There's nothing noble about being misunderstood.
That frown leaves permanent lines now.
And I cannot put you back together this time.
You come to me with a look in your eyes as if someone else has tried.

You've been put together by a number of hands,
each having their own selfish plan.
But I want you back the way you used to be.
Not for your sake. I liked you because you made me feel so good about myself.
Everyone looks out for themselves.
Watch out for those that swear they don't.
Watch out for high maintenance friends.
They'll never be there for you in the end.
A friendship sinks or swims.

Are you wondering too?
I was wondering what had become of you.
When will you change your tune?
How do you sleep at night after the way you dropped out of my life?

Look what the world has done to you.
You close your eyes to keep them from rolling in plain view.
You've been put together by a number of hands,
each having their own selfish plan.
I want you back the way you used to be,
but you're never put together the same way twice.
Farewell my high maintenance friend, farewell my foul-weather friend,
this is the end, no more "hello's," goodbye, this is the end.

Are you wondering too?
I was wondering what had become of you.
She says she's into everyone else's business - that helps make the phone ring.
Well, how does she sleep at night?
She dropped herself right out of sight ... yeah, right out of sight.
My hand-cut puzzle of a girl ...
never put together the same way twice.