She wakes up in the same house
She's lived in for years...

All alone, her only thoughts
are of summer nights and stars that blind...

Mirrors and windows, her greates fear.
She hides pain well while her heart skips beats...

You hold on to those simple things.
You couldn't care less if the phone rings...

I wrote this one with my friend Curtis.
Love is sweet but revenge is sweeter...

Love is great when its around.
Its like a dream you never want...

Empty tears a stone cold heart open mind...
Love comes only once around grab it fast before...

These are the clouds I see,
Steadily floating over me...

I'm sick of shallow endings, ones with stories...
Give me another story clouding up reality with...