She makes her way up to the front door. Completely numb when she hears my voice. Her burdened eyes show signs of light now. To me there's nothing there but cold.
'Bout that time again. Strange feelin' in the wind. Standin' in this place. Starin' face to face. But we don't see eye to eye. Somehow all the blame is mine.
I don't want your old letters. And I don't want to be friends. I've had enough to last a lifetime. And I don't wanna go again. . And I don't have to find a reason.
She takes another morning drive. She wonders if she's right this time. She dreams about a life in other scenes. She says it when I'm not around. She drinks herself all over town.
Stop weeping for your loss, it's over now. He's finally gone for good. I hope he's better off. Stop praying for forgiveness, in Heaven he can't. Hit the bottle or his wife, it's gotta be for the best.
Maybe her eyes are just a little bit red. Almost all the time. Maybe her hair, it smells like cigarettes. When I climb into bed with her at night. . She don't wanna try.