Fourteen years and counting, bolder every daynShe spends her hours reading, and hides herself awaynShe sits there with those headphones onnAnd fills her life with GracenAnd Alice is her holy grailnnShe'll never let go of her lovernShe will never let go of her friendnShe'll never let go of Alice, and the hurt may never mendnShe'll never stop living stories, but the pages blind her viewnSo maybe she just wasn't watching when Alice found someone newnnA glass of wine for breakfast - an early end to the daynShe hears familar footsteps, but looks the other waynShe hasn't swapped a word with her since that day in JunenA fleeting glance will have to donnSo give me one good reason why she shouldn't just give up nown(For all the good we can do)nGive me one good reason why she shouldn't just give up nownCos sometimes making the effort just brings you downnSometimes making the effort brings you down