[VERSE 1]
The soundtrack to my summer was filled...

There's a rhythm from his racing heartbeat,
As I lay in his arms in his old truck's backseat...

Holding myself weightless against the skyline,
I close my eyes and open them when I reach nine...

[VERSE 1]
You came home late again, sneaking in the door...

"You need to learn how to treat a girl...
Is what his old mama had always told him...

Tear drops shatter on an old guitar,
As she sits -- looking up to the stars...

She holds her hopes up to the charcoal sky,
As she lays a quivering hand upon her chest...

A tattered paper heart worn on my sleeve,
Ripped in two pieces because of me...

She stands on the big screen; bearing it all,
And she's proud of what she does; standing tall...

You pushed her around, bruised and broke her,
She hits the ground, looks up with tears in her...

She was the one who laughed the loudest,
Amongst everyone else in our group of friends...

Smiling with integrity, she colored a crayola sky,
Baby blue, to match her Mother's bright eyes...