Patterns

She fell fifteen floors

Then she died

It was the only way to see inside

The reasons trickle

From her fingers

And the brightness fades from her eyes

She'd tell me it was nothing

A mistake and now she's well

She'd work a spell, and then

As if nothing bad had happened

She'd be sitting making patterns

With my scared tired eyes

When she cuts, then she bleeds

It's the only way she gets what she needs

Sitting making patterns with my scared tired eyes

And then

She'd take me to a doorway

And to the other side

She'd take me through with passion, tenderness and pride

She brought me back with her hands

Making promises and plans

I left her in barren lands when I came inside

I'd see her glazed eyes

And crazed lies

And the as if nothing bad had happened

As if nothing bad had happened

She'd be sitting making patterns

With my scared tired eyes

She'd be sitting making patterns

'Cause my promises were lies

My promises were lies