There's tracks in the driveway that he left
While she was sleeping
Halfway to LA in search
Of something like meaning

There's a guy that she prays to
But if she prays wrong
Will he leave too
The boys at her school
All suddenly seem so deceiving

It's hard to, live when
Life's in, the past tense
Some day, he swears
This will all make sense

She's named for a saint that her daddy
Used to believe in
Back then when all his believes
Were as strong as his feelings

And she keeps on praying
Through the bad words
She keeps saying
The boys at her school
All suddenly seem so appealing

It's hard to live
With life in the past tense
Some day, he swears
This will all make sense

All the sudden, something's broken
She didn't know could break
Now she lives with, her decision
That she didn't make
Oh

The weight of goodbye is inpatient I can't do but love is
The weight of goodbye is inpatient I can't do but love is
The weight of goodbye is inpatient as I can't who know but love is
The weight of goodbye is inpatient I can't as much as you try who know but love is