Splitglass

I kept my face like winter paint No slip, no spill, no give away Held the line till the line held back Now there's a fracture under black Every answer came out clean Every movement sharp and mean But pressure learns the shape of glass And every calm can split at last I can hear it start to run Little white lines in the dark I can feel the surface turn Brittle where it used to hold Splitglass Watch the clean part come apart Little white lines through the dark Every pretty thing can cut Splitglass All the polish turns to edge All the quiet breaks instead You can hear the surface give Splitglass I was fine till the room leaned in Till the air got hard against my skin One more look, one more careless push And all that control went razor-thin Now the mask won't sit the same Now the light finds every strain Not a collapse, not a scream Just a crack running through the sheen I can hear it start to run Little white lines in the dark I can feel the surface turn Brittle where it used to hold Splitglass Watch the clean part come apart Little white lines through the dark Every pretty thing can cut Splitglass All the polish turns to edge All the quiet breaks instead You can hear the surface give Splitglass No one saw the pressure build No one heard the warning in it But the thing about a perfect face Is how fast it splinters when it's hit Now every word lands harder Now every glance leaves a mark And I can feel the whole thing shining Sharp enough to cut the dark Splitglass Watch the clean part come apart Little white lines through the dark Every pretty thing can cut Splitglass All the polish turns to edge All the quiet breaks instead You can hear the surface give Splitglass