There's tracks in the driveway that he left
While she was sleeping
Halfway to L.A. in search of
Something like meaning
There's a God 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
Someday 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 beliefs
Were 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
Someday he swears this will all make sense
All the sudden, something's broken
She didn't know could break
Now she lives with a decision
That she didn't make
Ooh
The weight of goodbye isn't patient or kind, ooh but love is
The weight of goodbye isn't patient or kind, ooh but love is
The weight of goodbye isn't patient, isn't kind, ooh no but love is
The weight of goodbye isn't patient or kind, as much as you try, ooh no but love is
