Alice puts her head phones on
Counts snow flakes one by one
It’s never winter yet it’s always winter here
I’m under the bed in the dark
Lost in all these thoughts
What do you think about my brass button coat
Hanging on your door .
As I cry alone on your bedroom floor .
Do you see me there tonight
Every tear a stain on your pillow
So you can’t forget
Maybe just maybe you will feel the way
You bruised my face .
Hiding under covers .
I love you can’t fix black and blue decisions
I thought it was possible
Love .
I thought you meant it
But what did you mean
As I lay here alone .
My jacket still on your door
I’m left full of regret
What can I do
As you live in these words
As you throw away this book .
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