[bad word] always waits a while before she stays
Never looking back till he’s miles away
Keeps her reputation like a stone
She’s not really tired, she’s just
overgrown

She says, Hey, I could be wrong,
But at least I'm breathing!
Hey, we could go anywhere but down.
She says, Hey, let me be you
And I’ll fall down screaming!
Everything’s a miracle when you’ve
got your face in the ground
 [bad word] never says what side she’s on
She lives in the shade of unfinished songs
She has got a photographic soul
Everyone she meets in a fractured hole

She says, Hey, I could be wrong,
But at least I'm breathing!
Hey, we could go anywhere but down.
She says, Hey, let me be you
And I’ll fall down screaming!
Everything’s a miracle when you’ve
got your face in the ground
 [bad word] likes the sound of people’s clothes
No one ever knows when she’ll go
She’s got reservations with the ghost
She’s not looking back
She’s just growing old

She says, Hey, I could be wrong,
But at least I'm breathing!
Hey, we could go anywhere but down.
She says, Hey, let me be you
And I’ll fall down screaming!
Everything’s a miracle when you’ve
got your face in the ground
 [bad word] always waits a while before she stays
Never looking back till he’s miles away
Keeps her reputation like a stone
She’s not really tired, she’s just
overgrown