Her fall keeps coming back for the spring,
and her winter tries to wash away her sins,
but her summer days are just to long
wishing that she could be wrong
She talks about the people who make her smile
like a new song on a new dial
with walks that take her by the mile
lets forget about the old skin you've shed
while your memories dance along the rain
Her fears are left from the one who set her free
now I'm sitting here, thinking here
What if that was me?
She says shes leaving on the train
swears never to return again
with that same old frown
kept aside her crown
shes leaving town
Now shes pouring out her heart to you
skipping glances to get to you,
but you turn around with that little smile
stupid girl
It's been awhile yea
stupid girl
