I Choose To Believe What I Was Programmed To Believe

My breastplate is made of glass
And I invite the neighborhood kids to throw rocks at it
Sooner than later my armor will shatter
The prize the kids take home to their parents is my smile for the night
And when I look straight in my bed I don't think of you like I did
And now all I ever think about are the people who might sleep in it
I'll never go back, it's like you never came back in the end
So I'll slump my body to my half-connected sheets and slowly descend
Slowly descend
My helmet is covered in flames
And I invite the fire department to dump water on me
And all that's left is a smouldering pile
Of a once-lengthy smile