She cut the flowers from her hair Because he was never there He stopped coming around And she started to drown
He filled the hole inside her head Like a dog waiting to be fed She lapped up his pretty words But she knew she was never cured
She beats herself up with her past mistakes And as she does his heart breaks He can't help her, she's too far gone And so he leaves, quiet and withdrawn
written late at night to distract me from the awful thoughts