She sits at home and tries to remember
All the days when everybody said nothing could bring her down
And now she's found she can't stand the sight of her
Reflection in the windows of this beautiful town
She's packing all of her problems
Into a carry-on bag
She's packing all of her sorrow
Into one last silver box
So many memories
And every night that she's alive
There's a potential suicide
And all the teardrops that she cries won't help her
She goes
To bed at night just to wake up to
A nightmare and a headache that'll never go away
She's doing time and hitting every minute of it
Blaming everything on something she can't escape
She cries and she cries but no one ever listens
And she doesn't understand why she can't slow down
She's packing all of her problems
Into a carry-on bag
She's packing all of her sorrow
Into one last silver box
So many memories
And every night that she's alive
There's a potential suicide
And all the teardrops that she cries won't help her
And all the pain she's kept inside
Doesn't help to cleanse her mind
From all the heartache and the frustration
Tonight
And now it feels like she's been dealt a shitty
And she's headed eastbound
But she doesn't understand
And every night that she's alive
There's a potential suicide
And all the teardrops that she cries won't help her
And all the pain she's kept inside
Doesn't help to cleanse her mind
From all the teardrops that she cries
And every night that she's alive
There's a potential suicide
And all the teardrops that she cries won't help her
And all the pain she's kept inside
Doesn't help to cleanse her mind
From all the heartache and the frustration
Tonight
From all the heartache and the frustration
Tonight