Wednesday came with many bricks
I woke up feeling kind of sick
What was a hand is now a fist
I'm so tired of wondering
In every song I'm struggling
Will she find her comforting
Like a book you've read on a rainy day
I'm the girl without a name
The one that's always left off the page
But have you seen the butterfly
How it wakes into another life
More beautiful as the one that died



Have you ever wanted to die?
'cause nothing seemed to go to right
Are you contemplating suicide?
How every thought becomes so vague
'cause feelings are so hard to say
So magically they're swept away
Like a wild horse that knows it's free
A seasoned flower blossoming
That's what I would like to be





LINDA PERRY