I think her gun's
unloaded now.
I guess tomorrow

will be after all?
Who made me judge
and jury here?

It seems I'm bearing
witness to her fall.


I don't know why
she cries to me.
(she keeps her pain

as company)
'Cause it's only time
before we all must

bleed.

Mirrors of her

memory
Reflect nothing with
each word she says.

Her views have got
me spinning 'round.
I think she's burning

alters in her head.