I'm a defective puzzle piece

A foreign coin lodged in your machine

A knob-less door hinge

A couple screws are loose

Alone in a crowd

Afraid of my head

I can’t sleep in the dark

No one left to call a friend

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I'm not what you thought of me

I'm lost in the mirror

Picking away every piece of me

This reflection, a perspective

Gazing inwardly

Your perfection

Will surely be the death

[Chorus]

I’m not what you thought of me

I'm lost in the mirror

Picking away every piece of me