She
She
She runs for the window
And boards up her eyelids
Her curtains were green
Her flowers black
A beautiful garden
On the strings of a heart bound to snap
He
He
Left cigarette ashes
To burn holes through his mattress
Peeling paint
The kitchen sink was flooded
With all that he cherished
And his only fire
Flew out of the furnace
And burned everything he loved away
We'll
We'll
We'll burn this apartment
Now run to the closet
Grab everything
Everything you need
He picked up a basket
It was filled with the ashes
Of me