Child of Porcelain

Tuck me in like I'm gonna break
something fragile feeling soft
(I am soft...)
maybe the blankets
will keep me from breaking
maybe your presence
will stop the shaking

I want to be alright
listening to your stories
and learning to smile
in the bedroom light

Hold my hand
and kiss my head
I want to feel I'm loved
want to feel like I belong
faking this reality
till I'm
fucking
dead