I can hear the echo,
of her pen tapping on her seat...

An angel with torn wings of black,
Perfection and a smile she lacks...

Although you're getting closer,
you are fading away...

I wont bother you a second longer,
I'll leave you alone so your guy's love can grow...

I know I could cry,
while it's cutting me up inside...

All the times you looked in my eyes,
All the times I've sat in this very spot and...

He walks in the door,
as I stumble to my feet...

I try to carry,
all this bagage that I've got...

God dammit you told me that it would all make...
You told me I would be okay...

There the bottle sits,
straight across the table...

Take a look around,
things just aren\'t the same...

Although she was alone,
in a way she was happy...