evangeline: I got the best seat in the house
evangeline: And you've been dying to try it on
evangeline: So when weeks turn into months and the blood dries up
evangeline: I'm watching TV and you're up and gone
evangeline: I want a house with a picket fence
evangeline: So I can yell at the neighbor's kids
evangeline: So when months turn into years and the scars disappear
evangeline: I'll box all my thoughts up and shut the lid
evangeline: And I hope your car tailspins on its way home
evangeline: I'm chasing the high of skipping your funeral
evangeline: Hope your car tailspins on its way home
evangeline: I'm chasing the high of skipping your funeral