• She sits by the window,
    Thinking of what could've been.

    She sits by the window,
    Wondering about the life they had.

    She sits by the window,
    Pondering about Love & Lust.

    She sits by the window,
    Watching the rain slide down the pane.

    She sits by the window,
    Looking at her shattered wrists.

    She sits by the window,
    Watching the blood flow.

    She sits by the window,
    Listening to thunder in the distance

    She sits by the window,
    Starting to bleed her love.

    She sits by the window,
    Nevermore, nevermore.