She used to hide in closets and I don't know why I do it 'cause I heard that tears can make you high
Her eyes were something higher than a normal gaze Was every dream she had alive Inside I knew they had died
But there was nothing left to burn There was nothing left to burn
The seasons change inside my heart and no one knows It creeps into my hollow parts You wonder why my soul gets cold
But there was nothing left to burn There was nothing left to burn There was nothing left to burn
There's a season for the messes And no reason reason reason reason
She used to hide in closets and I don't know why I do it cause I heard that tears can make you high More from Charlotte Martin