Sitting here alone, carefully collecting tears,
In tissues before they escape, avoiding mascara smears.
Oh, what a waste, this love that crumbled,
Leaving me shattered, alone and humbled.
Sitting here alone, carefully collecting tears,
In tissues before they escape, avoiding mascara smears.
Oh, what a waste, this love that crumbled,
Leaving me shattered, alone and humbled.
She Was Sea 