Disassociation

I wear a mask when things are good But when I'm not well, I gotta strip it down to the barest hell Get to know me best when I'm at my worst Open up my chest and dish out the dirt Current events, evidence suggests we're all doomed And I'm alone in this empty room And that feels right, apropos for end times Don't say no, this could be our last night So kiss my lips, but don't touch my face I'm dying for your love, child, but only if you behave You can have every piece of me, everything but my legs Cause I might need them again someday to walk away