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you pick me up you drive me down my emotions at your whim. "i'll never hurt you" and yet you do. time after time. again again again. so i pick myself up. i dust myself off. i put on my mask. i make things ok. and the next time it happens. i break even more. i cry even harder. then i pick myself up. i make things ok. i put on my mask. but now there's a chip in it. and the next time it happens. i cry even more. but i still pick myself off. and i make things ok. and i put on my mask. a bit more is revealed. and time after time. the pieces of my mask slowly breaking away. soon i'll be revealed. and you'll see the product of your ways.