Candle wax stalagtites on the window sill

She meant to clean them up but they hang there still

And all the pictures to be removed from frames

But everything in this room looks the same





She lays in bed just likes she's done for days

She watches all the stars upon the ceiling as they slowly to start to fade





It's just like tail lights as they're pulling away





Static playing on the radio station

She's got a head full of useless information

Everything she did was for the best

She got a coffee stain on her cotton dress





She lays in bed just likes she's done for days

She watches all the stars upon the ceiling as they slowly to start to fade





She says she wanted to be left alone - got what she wanted and it backfired on her