"My Diorama" lyrics
You're my little living thing
I put inside a diorama
Fur and tiny insect wings
I watched you from inside the closet
Inside the closet
Sweet reverie, while you sleep
I'll give you something to hold all my disasters in
Under your skin
La-da-da-da-da
Sweet memory, in too deep
Let me break you in two
Elbows shouldn't bend that way
But it's okay! Don't be afraid
You pretend to be awake
An out-of-tune voice sighs an excuse
When warm feelings start to ache
Your misfortune has caught up to you
Sweet reverie, while you sleep
I'll give you something to hold all my disasters in
Under your skin
La-da-da-da-da
Sweet memory, in too deep
Let me break you in two
Elbows shouldn't bend that way
But it's okay! Don't be afraid
A reason?
No, I don't need a reason
My paper heart is bleeding
A bitterness repeating, repeating
And you will find a way to live like this
A cut-out plastic likeness
So suffer here in silence, in silence
A reason?
No, I don't need a reason
My paper heart is bleeding
A bitterness repeating, repeating
And you will find a way to live like this
A cut-out plastic likeness
So suffer here in silence, in silence
Sweet reverie, while you sleep
I'll give you something to hold all my disasters in
Under your skin
La-da-da-da-da
Sweet memory, in too deep
Let me break you in two
Elbows shouldn't bend that way
But it's okay! Don't be afraid
I put inside a diorama
Fur and tiny insect wings
I watched you from inside the closet
Inside the closet
Sweet reverie, while you sleep
I'll give you something to hold all my disasters in
Under your skin
La-da-da-da-da
Sweet memory, in too deep
Let me break you in two
Elbows shouldn't bend that way
But it's okay! Don't be afraid
You pretend to be awake
An out-of-tune voice sighs an excuse
When warm feelings start to ache
Your misfortune has caught up to you
Sweet reverie, while you sleep
I'll give you something to hold all my disasters in
Under your skin
La-da-da-da-da
Sweet memory, in too deep
Let me break you in two
Elbows shouldn't bend that way
But it's okay! Don't be afraid
A reason?
No, I don't need a reason
My paper heart is bleeding
A bitterness repeating, repeating
And you will find a way to live like this
A cut-out plastic likeness
So suffer here in silence, in silence
A reason?
No, I don't need a reason
My paper heart is bleeding
A bitterness repeating, repeating
And you will find a way to live like this
A cut-out plastic likeness
So suffer here in silence, in silence
Sweet reverie, while you sleep
I'll give you something to hold all my disasters in
Under your skin
La-da-da-da-da
Sweet memory, in too deep
Let me break you in two
Elbows shouldn't bend that way
But it's okay! Don't be afraid
Writer(s): Vivian Weeks
