Pretty When You Cry

I feel my conscience sat heavy on my chest
Each moment is so
So fleeting
(I can't remember)
I can't remember
(I can't remember)
If what I'm feeling sits right

Is there a moment when you feel it?
I'm picking at my skin
I'm chewing at my lips
I'm looking through a hole in my chest
Is there a moment when you feel it?

The way I live with such discomfort
Tell me where to draw the line again
A moments peace is all I long for

Does what I'm feeling sit right
Is there a moment when you feel it?
I'm picking at my skin
I'm chewing at my lips
I'm looking through a hole in my chest
(Is there a moment when you feel it?)
A moments peace is all I need

A moments peace is all that I am longing for