Laps Around A Picture Frame

IN MY HEAD I FEEL YOU STARE IS IT MY LIPS OR MY DARK HAIR I'M USED TO IT BEEN THERE A FEW TIMES I DON'T KNOW, ARE THESE THOUGHTS REALLY MINE I CAN'T CONTAIN THESE DEMONS HANDS FROM PULLING MY MIND BENEATH MY MASK THIS ROOM IS GROWING SO COLD I'M IN MY HEAD I'M HARDLY DRESSED SAY I BEG FOR ATTENTION, YOU DON'T SEE MY REFLECTION THE PERSON I AM AIN'T THE GIRL I WAS RAISED TO BE I LIVE MY LIFE ON THIS IMAGE THAT YOU BUILT FOR ME I HATE MYSELF I HAVE NO FRIENDS JUST A BLURRY REMINDER OF BEING SECOND BEST THIS ROOM IS GROWING SO COLD THE ROOM HAS GROWN SO COLD NOT EVERY TREASURE'S MADE OF GOLD WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME I TRY MY BEST TO BE MORE THAN MY ANXIETY NOT EVERY TREASURE'S MADE OF GOLD I KNOW THAT YOU'VE BEEN THERE BEFORE YOU'VE FELT THAT, YOU'VE CRIED ON THAT FLOOR FEELIN LEFT OUT CAUSE YOU'RE STRESSED OUT BABY BUT I PROMISE YOU'VE GOT SO MUCH MORE THAN LOVING TO LOSE YOUR OWN WAR GOTTA STAND UP SCREAM NO MORE GOTTA STAND UP SCREAM NO MORE THE ROOM HAS GROWN SO COLD NOT EVERY TREASURE'S MADE OF GOLD WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME I TRY MY BEST TO BE MORE THAN MY ANXIETY NOT EVERY TREASURE'S MADE OF GOLD I'M FALLING APART INSIDE DO YOU REALLY CARE IF I LIVE OR DIE AM I JUST WALKING BY JUST TO PASS YOUR TIME THE ROOM HAS GROWN SO COLD