Broken Glass and Paper cuts (All My Fault...)

i use a plastic cup now
so i don't shatter more
i wont open letters now
not since you've been gone
I'm terrified of broken glass
more than i was ever scared of you
more than anything
i drive even slower now
so i don't cause a crash
with all that broken glass
i don't know how I'd last
he's scared I'll end it
though he never says
but i can't
I'm scared of the glass
i won't celebrate birthdays
i won't receive presents
they've given up trying you know?
and every night i wish that in the morning
i won't wake up
i won't wake up screaming your name
i won't have my loathed Human Moments
i won't get dressed
i won't have breakfast
and i won't drink from my plastic cup
because I'm scared of glass