| Something's wrong with your mind | |
| It won't think of me anymore | |
| Was it all a waste of time | |
| Tell me why was | |
| I such unsure | |
| Broken bottles empty | |
| Cut my mouth so | |
| I can't sing | |
| Today was that day, it was that time | |
| And that was all that she wrote for me | |
| You fell away, | |
| I don't know why | |
| And that was all that she wrote for me | |
| Lying here in your bed | |
| The one that you liked to do it in | |
| Pieces of long brown hair | |
| Are all over it and still in my brain | |
| And I can't explain what it's like not knowing | |
| If I'll ever cross your mind | |
| Today was that day, it was that time | |
| And that was all that she wrote for me | |
| You fell away, | |
| I don't know why | |
| And that was all that she wrote for me | |
| Sleep through the day, fight through the night | |
| Seven a.m. and the | |
| TV is white | |
| Covered in snow and | |
| I never knew that | |
| That hell could get so cold | |
| Today was that day, it was that time | |
| And that was all that she wrote for me | |
| You fell away and | |
| I don't know why | |
| And that was all that she wrote for me | |
| Today was that day, it was that time | |
| And that was all that she wrote for me | |
| You fell away, | |
| I don't know why | |
| And that was all that she wrote | |
| And that was all that she wrote for me | |
| Something's wrong with your mind | |
| It won't think of me anymore | |
| Was it all a waste of time |