Can you hear my heart breaking?
It's because of you...

Tell me.
Does he stare...

Burn.
Let the fire in her eyes burn...

Our faces draw closer
to the mirror...

She pulls off her shirt,
forgetting to look for the bruises...

I walk into the room.
All the sparkling lights...

Pearly, iridescent, cascading tears
are trailing down porcelain doll faces...

Invisible
I'm tired, tired of...

It's storming out, and I'm wondering
"Is he thinking about me?&quot...

He's a small town guy with pretty eyes,
looking for a stream of light in the sky...

(Step right up, ladies and gentlemen,
let's see if you have what it takes...

All those letters you wrote,
they never meant anything...