There she sits without a care in the world   Wondering if they're true, the rumors she's heard   Quiet evening with absent friends   Photographs of long weekends      When she feels she's had enough   She tells herself she's not in love   Her many friends she never rings   Her promises don't mean a thing      There she sits without a thought in her head   Unfinished letters and an unmade bed   Losing count of her many lovers   Paints her life in water colors      When she starts to feel the strain   She goes away and starts again   The words she felt were never spoken   The promises were never broken