shattered windows for eyes
wax petals for skin
woven twine for hair
upon a marble pillar of lies

take me off of this pedestal
i know i've gone through more than you
but that doesn't mean you can use my story

take me off of your pedestal
i can't take any more of you
why did you feel that you could use me

i can't be your statue
i'm not what you wanted
because the paint is crumbling
and i can't let you see what's behind

get me off your fucking pedestal
this isn't what i wanted from you
why wasn't i able to see that you used me

i can't wipe clean my eyes
you stained my skin with your fingerprints
my hair is used to your tugging now
all i could tell you are lies