I Lost the Will to Fight (In 4 Parts)

Start with one:
I'm like a phantom
I don't know if I exist
I have no voice or body
And don't know which I miss
My legs are starting to grow
They'll be wings on the wrong side
Standing on the side of the road
Sun is made of little children
Laughing at everything I did wrong

Move to two:
With nowhere to go from here
I'd like to make clear
That just because I don't cry over you
Doesn't mean that I'm am over you
This is a world we have to keep fighting
I hate you so much that I love you again
I found my voice after you broke me
And now it's got a crack
My voice doesn't sound great up front
And probably worse in the back

Next is three:
I seem to scream now instead of talk
I seem to slide down your face
It's all insides and outs
It's eating me up, this doubt
Can you explain to my brain
That my heart was just a thing
You dropped and broke
And then said I was to blame?
Can you tell my insides
That they'll go back together
And if I really believe
Then the glue will dry?

Last is four:
This is a game to see who hurts the most
And there's a game we used to play
Where we tried to make it all okay
I'm stuck between games now
Putting on a smile when my face wants to frown
Running through the shredder
When I just want to lay down
I gave up more than you ever should have asked
I sold my soul and I want to get it back
Like I madea a deal with the devil
And the contract's got me trapped
The way to really destroy someone
Is to make them think they deserve it
Holding you like two spoons
It thought it was all worth it
Now I see emptiness wears many faces
There's a shape inside me
I want to take a knife and trace it
They lock you up for that
They take your shoes so you can't hang yourself
Try doing that at fifteen
And see if you become someone else
But this knife is beckoning
Never cut myself for fun
This knife is wanting
And we both know we'll end up back at one