On A Whim

Sometimes, things are too painful
For you to focus on what is real
They pull apart at your life as it turns
And the day-to-day becomes tender with burns

Something can still 'cause you pain
Even when you don't understand it or want it
To be a part of your makeup and brain
It doesn't help you, help you explain

What if (what if, what if) you need this pain?
What if you need this pain?
What if (what if, what if) there is no shame?

Sometimes, life is full of surprises
And it's hard not to derail your brain
There's no hope in compromises
It ain't pretty, but it fucks you all the same

On a whim, in a daze, in a day, in a way
On a whim, I could throw, throw it all away
On a whim, in a daze, in a day, in a way
I could throw, throw it all, throw it all away

What if (what if, what if) you need this pain?
What if you need this pain?
What if (what if, what if) there is no shame?

On a whim, in a daze, in a day, in a way
On a whim, I could throw, throw it all away (to feel nothing)
On a whim, in a daze, in a day, in a way
I could throw, throw it all, throw it all away (to feel nothing)
On a whim, in a daze, in a day, in a way
On a whim, I could throw, throw it all away (to feel nothing)
On a whim, in a daze, in a day, in a way
I could throw, throw it all, throw it all away (to feel nothing)

To feel nothing