Her Looks Will Run Out

I guess you render all the things they told you…
And I’ll never see my ship come sailing in.
Return to sender this empty letter
that I would have let your beautiful lies become.
You know I’m losing myself but I laugh as I start to fall apart.
And I confuse myself ‘cause I over bruised this glitter girl.
You still keep my picture in your locker by your bag.
But yet you burn everything else that took us back.
You say you don’t miss me, but that’s not what I’d say.
I hope you’re as happy as you’re pretending to be.
And I could go on forth, but I won’t.
I’ll turn and find a way.
And now I’m losing myself but I laugh as I start to fall apart.
And I’m confused but it bothers me that I lose you.
Oh, so…
I hate to love you.
When I think of you, I tell myself it all looks well right now.
Oh, this empty letter is ready to remind me how you feel.
But if you never said, “I love you.” again…
This empty letter,
this empty letter.