There she sits without a care in the world Wondering if they're true, the rumors she's heard Quiet evening with absent friends Photographs of long weekends When she feels she's had enough She tells herself she's not in love Her many friends she never rings Her promises don't mean a thing There she sits without a thought in her head Unfinished letters and an unmade bed Losing count of her many lovers Paints her life in water colors When she starts to feel the strain She goes away and starts again The words she felt were never spoken The promises were never broken