Paper Doll Parts

I don't know nothing from nothing.
I just keep falling asleep in the rain.
Lie down like the floor is made of curtain,
and the planes fly by just to crash in your yard.
Don't look at the sky, you can burn your face.
You can lose your voice if you name this place.
There's a glint to the eye that stares into space,
like a paper doll torn in either case.
I don't know nothing from nothing.
I've just been barely awake for days.
Why now, that your breath is barely moving,
when your pulse is hardly beating, do you try so hard?
Down you fall. Say, man...
Don't look at the sky, you can burn your face.
You can lose your voice if you name this place.
There's a glint to the eye that stares into space,
like a paper doll torn in either case.
Fine, now, is it really all that certain?
Can you really trust your burden? Is it all just a farce?
Deluded in time, like a thought displaced,
like a dormant noise in an aimless maze.
A tap in your spine that's stored in disgrace,
that declares itself when you claim this phrase.
I know who you are.
I know what you're up to when you say these things out loud.
I refuse to hide. I never go under.
I just laugh and close my eyes.