I Mistake Myself

I mistake myself

For the sillhouette

I used to know

Cold on the stairs

Written and locked

In the bottom drawer

No pain in denial?

I mistake myself

As you walk in my room

And I write my name

On the back of my hand

Sitting alone in the dining room

No pain in denial?

I mistake myself

For pieces of paper

In various editions

I guess I'm quite complete

Must I hold my breath

And turn blue

No pain in denial?

Take a look

Over your shoulder

My face and the world

Staring in your window

Quiet. I'm talking

I can't hear what I'm saying

The shape I've made

Is the hand that bites me

I mistake myself

I mistake myself...