tick tock

i feel like i shouldve known
but you didnt know
and you didnt notice i was there

tick tock of the broken clock
and the whispers go on for days
shoot myself in the face
but what a waste youd go on with complants
tick tock of the broken clock
and the arms havent moved in days
youd sneak a peek
i could hardly speak from the bottle up restraints

i cant walk on screams of broken glass
you down them out you drown them out
or push me down
bottle up our sounds

the broken clock goes tick tock