Post act
I could use it to
Learn to cope without you
In the springtime
Past life
In a cubicle
I could find you
In everything

You know I love you
It's not fair
To my body
Or my hair
I write the same things
If you care
I've been learning how to
Take it all in stride

Once I learn how to break
I could leave it all behind
By the springtime
Washed out
Re-learning how to walk
By myself sucks
I couldn't sing the same song

I really had to
Learn to stop
Telling myself
Nothing's wrong
I didn't want to
Take it all
But until my life's back
I'm watching trains go by