Lyric Pain For Pretty

Smoke another cigarette, watch the rain
Put me on the outskirts of a mental train
What s done s been done, you can t change that
I couldn t make the window, I couldn t go back

Is there no getting free
Something s dying inside me
Pain for pretty can t you see
Changes... oh, no, no

Watching the predictions, it looks like snow
I d like to travel south but I can t go
December s on the crest, almost gone
Shadows on the pavement never looked so long

Maybe it s my attitude, I can t get straight
Take me like I am or throw me away
Trying to kill the dream that s inside me
I don t want to end up your casualty