Cut

I follow in the sandal prints that she left in the dirt
Replay the moments and they lead me to this place
She wrote a postcard and she left it somewhere here
In the mind of its finder now she'll never be erased

And she was never one to walk away from a fight
She was never one to say goodbye
But I guess she thinks nothing could be worse than this
And I guess she thinks nothing could hurt more than this
You'll be alright
You are the reason that I'm still alive

She used words that she cut from magazines
She took a marker pen and crossed out people's eyes
She found tranquility on a day just like these
Leaving nothing but a message and her disguise

And she was never one to just turn away with a lie
She was never one to pretend that everything will be alright
But I guess she thinks nothing could be worse than this
And I guess she thinks nothing could hurt more than this
You'll be alright
You are the reason that I'm still alive

And she was never one to walk away from a fight
She was never one to say goodbye
But I guess she thinks nothing could be worse than this
And I guess she thinks nothing could hurt more than this
You'll be alright
You are the reason that I'm still alive

I have no photographs or evidence she was ever here
But I found drawings and I know they were by her
She made a mark upon her wrist to warn me off
And all these things that still exist do so without her