Rain pours down from the grey skies above
She sits on her bed wondering where she went wrong
She begged for the truth but all she got was lies
But only the past could bring her such cries
There she goes with the wind that blows
Her hair everywhere a flutter of despair
All she needed was a helping hand
Lyrics stuck in her head from her exboyfriends band
Dreams don't mean anything
And life doesn't last to long
Love, what exactally is it?
Or is it a sick and twisted version of lust?