Yesterday came and went
You did the same
At least I am not surprised
I've gotten used to the game
Its alright, I don't need to waste my time
Spending time alone again
Probably more than I need
Hoping for a brief interruption
To warm me up in relief
But it's okay, I don't think it will happen anyway
Not to be a downer but I know
Where the white lines on the highway go
A destination you won't know how you got to
But the memory of loss, love, will follow you
I'm pouring over paper and lead
Hoping that I'll find what I need
Words I though would calm me instead
Remind me of secrets that I keep
So there's no escape from the web that we weave
Not to be a downer but I know
Where the white lines on the table go
Exaggeration, lonely, desperate, and blue
Where the memory of loss, love, it weighs on you
Not to be a downer but I think you should know
All your white lies will cover you up like snow
They'll damp everything like a blanket blocking the truth
But your memory of loss, love, will follow too
You let the memory of loss, love, follow you
You let the memory of lost love follow you
You let the memory of loss, love, follow you