Reconstructing Me

Sharp blades of glass.
Echo through my skull.
You can dig me up.
Replace my heart with yours.

But you deserve a better reason,
this time I'm gone, this time I'm leaving.
If I'm not dead my heart stopped beating.
This time I'm gone, this time I'm gone.

Sharp blades of glass.
Puncture through my lung.
Why do you remember?
It's easier to forget.

But you deserve a better reason,
this time I'm gone, this time I'm leaving.
If I'm not dead my heart stopped beating.
This time I'm gone, this time I'm leaving.

You deserve a better reason,
this time I'm gone, this time I'm leaving.
you deserve a better reason,
this time I'm gone, this time I'm gone.