Tekster: Candlebox. Lucy. Lucy.

Another lie for us to live in
Pages pick it up anytime she likes
Another life for her to put down, pick it up, pick it up
Anytime she might find enough to get her high
And I?ll get her high
Turn it off I found her weakness
Boxes filled with memories shavings
Lead into something better,
I heard it yesterday
Old news my friend,
She?s broken hearted
I know, she?d seen it all along,
She?s better off lately
They said it?s all she?s after,
Every time, every time
Can she free it?
Has it all been wasted?
Can we see her one last time?
Another lie for her to live in
Breakdowns, pull her out and knock us down every time
Another time for her to find out
She?ll let it go blue,
And then she?ll fall down. Gently,
Until she?s broken hearted
I know, she?d seen it all along,
She?s better of lately
They said it?s all she?s after
Every time, every time
Can she free it?
Has it all been wasted?
Can she free it one last time?
Can she free it?
So when she lays her head down,
Do you read all the thoughts that she reads aloud,
She can, she can see through
And when she says he?s found out,
All the things that she though we would read about,
She can, she can see through
And when she says she?s played out,
All the dreams that she thought she could dream about,
Do you feel, do you feel, do you feel,
Do you feel the need to break free?
Is it all she?s made of?