Her hair was in her eyes
And I could hardly hear her hum
in the midst of everyone
Tripping up your words and slurring speech
With "I never meant to,you're better without”
Division like all is inevitable
Some day
she's gonna realize
But I hope for my own sake
the day will come to late
Some day
she's gonna realize
But I hope for my own sake
the day will come to late
I was sitting on a curb tasting earth
My half-closed eyesdrenched in salt
And she was smoking a cigarette
Her bitter heart thought this was my fault
She sucks my blood
She tears my guts
She must hate me for something I've done
It's not genetics or DNA but geography
The place she was raised
Some day
you're gonna realize
But I hope for my own sake
the day will come to late
Some day
you're gonna realize
But I hope for my own sake
the day will come to late