I Break all my Strings

I confess I've spent most my life hiding
From the fights I've picked for the rest of it
I might do more than just say that if I could feel enough to give a shit

'Cause these days it's either I feel nothing
Or I feel everything all at once
Or I'm holding this collection of wood, wire and broken strings
And feeling pissed off

And sometimes I feel like
"If this is my life
Can't it just hurry up and end"

But you were sitting close to me
The other day
When I realised

That I don't think
I would mind
If you did that again