Lucy Woodward Follow

I sit inside alone
Piles of scattered memories surround me
Torn pieces on the floor
Bags outside the doorway
If only I had a dime for every time
I just didn't find my heart

I'm clearing out this house of clutter
I toss my trash into the gutter
It's over, at least it will be soon
Boxes full of lies and letters
Pictures ripped up so much better
It's over, now that's it's me and this empty room

I got a special kinda of paint
To brush away the frenzy
[Incomprehensible] left behind
I leave the bed a mess on his side
And wear his t-shirt one last time
And then I dust with it again

And I could try a thousand times
To just defy his heart

But I'm clearing out this house of clutter
I toss my trash into the gutter
It's over, at least it will be soon
Boxes full of lies and letters
Pictures ripped up so much better
It's over, now that's it's me and this empty room

I'm clearing out this house of clutter
I toss my trash into the gutter
It's over, at least it will be soon
Boxes full of lies and letters
Pictures ripped up so much better
It's over, now that's it's me and this empty room