She closes her eyes
the salty stinging intensifies...

For all the stupid things I've said
For all the stupid thoughts in my head...

Did you ever think
When you got in that van that day...

Who's this man in these pictures
Should I know him...

I covered it in white tape
I wrote your name on it...

Tired...
of living...

Your words wrote to me so early
Your kiss on my lips so late...

I was going to get you a card
But they didn't say what I felt...

You called to see what I was doing
Then your mind games began...

All i wanted was a dad
But no...