She sat in the doorway
the little girl...

You said you loved me
i guess you lied...

I am woven from the tips of your fingers
slowly, you unwind my soul...

I'm trying to find a muse
there seems to be nothing coming to mind...

Seasons come and go
but i still love you...

I'm dizzy with the thought
of letting these walls crumble...

I'll take this vial
fill it up...

You're here.
And I know...

I'm pissed
yeah...

Parking lots and car washes
That train took us to our Starting Line...

Days ago
i would look at your picture...

It's sick to know that a person can make me feel...