the books beside her beadni know she hasn't even readnshe likes to watch TVnbut i know it's messing with her headnso i stepped outside the door nwhat i last saw was blacknuntil a car drove byni bet they're never comin' backnso i looked into the sky nand i think about my pastni think the dullest stars nare the ones that always lastnso i walk into the room nshe says some people never changenshe hasn't cried in yearsncause it's not worth all the painnand as she closed her eyesni watch a tear roll bynfrom the corner of her roomnall the way insidenn