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do while she cries
she knows not to believe it
She s waking up and she decides, this hollow house has never been a home
Straight down the line, tired of the words that just won t stick
She misreads his every move each and every time, giving a love she don t get back
This hollow house has never been a home, wrestling with what he d done and what s he might, no more hanging on to what will never be
And if love once was blind, she s been enough
She s waking up and she decides, no more hanging on to what will never be, locked in a box of her own
No more hanging on to what will never be, wrestling with what he d done and what s he might, she s opened up her eyes to see the fading light
she d rather try to brave it on her own
she misreads his every move each and every time
Tired of living a life like that, another long lonely nights
no more hanging on to what will never be
she d rather try to brave it on her own
She misreads his every move each and every time, do while she cries
She misreads his every move each and every time, she s been a prisoner of her emptiness Pontiac, she s opened up her eyes to see the fading light
giving a love she don t get back
This hollow house has never been a home, locked in a box of her own, locked in a box of her own
Locked in a box of her own, do while she cries
wrestling with what he d done and what s he might
giving a love she don t get back
She knows not to believe it, straight down the line
And if love once was blind, tired of the words that just won t stick
do while she cries
no more hanging on to what will never be
Straight down the line, she d rather try to brave it on her own, no more hanging on to what will never be
Tired of the words that just won t stick, lies as big as a pontiac
Wrestling with what he d done and what s he might, she misreads his every move each and every time
Rolling all over her, she d rather try to brave it on her own
she s been a prisoner of her emptiness
She knows not to believe it, locked in a box of her own, she d rather try to brave it on her own
This hollow house has never been a home, she knows not to believe it
straight down the line
Tired of living a life like that, do while she cries
locked in a box of her own
no more hanging on to what will never be
no more hanging on to what will never be
she s waking up and she decides
This hollow house has never been a home, she d rather try to brave it on her own
lies as big as a pontiac
Giving a love she don t get back, locked in a box of her own
giving a love she don t get back
Rolling all over her, tired of the words that just won t stick
tired of the words that just won t stick