Stir in the night, a silhouette stands
Broken glass at the window, and nothing makes sense
But it's a dream, I know
Cause you've gone to the west coast
And it's a lie that I get to keep
That you'll come home to me
I still remember the parking garage
All the friends that you said you had then
All the kind and f*cked ones
They all abandoned you
But you let them back in
The ones you hold closest
Girl that's the biggest sin
I take the late train
Scored with the one song
The sentiment was broken
The sentiments wrong
But it's a dream
That I could change, I could be him, and go
And it's a lie that one day we'll see
Hindsight at 20/20