still can’t dress myself

I think I'll try unzipping my skin
Crawl out of the body I'm wasting in
I never want what I have 'til it falls through the cracks of my hands
Maybe it has to collapse 'fore I know that I want it to stand
Still can't dress myself
The price I pay on making my head
Always pulling teeth, looking for the right words
It's all about me 'til you're getting hurt
So much for craving control when I don't even know where I lie
I stay wherever I'm thrown and pretend the decision was mine
Still can't dress myself
Still can't dress myself
I'm falling 'til I'm someone else
By now, I thought I'd trust myself