It's always nice to look out the window And see those very first few flakes of snow And later on we can go outside And create the impression of an angel
I guess it's safe to say you're never comin' back And I understand why you wouldn't want to I guess it's up to me to find a way to get to you And I can
will laugh at me like I'm not happy With anything, anytime, anywhere And the half of me's all about apathy And the other half just doesn't care Yeah, being apathetic
And I've collected all these thoughts And I'm dying just to lose them And if your words are true or not I'll die tryin' to prove them But I'll just have
