I had seven faces
Thought I knew which one to wear
But I'm sick of spending these lonely nights
For you I guess it was just sunday, wasn't it? But for me it was two years that you crumpled like a greasy bag of fast food and threw away.
And I can draw a clear line in my life, from when you walked in and from when you walked out. But I can do that for everyone, can't I.
And maybe I'll fix enough people that one day, someone will feel bad and fix me instead.
You promised me you'd take me there again someday. But you never did.
Well, I'm alone there now… In our 'special place'… Waiting for you…
Waiting for you to come to see me.
But you never do.
