She put on a class act
You saw right through it
Though she was so sad
You could make her laugh
Staring off into the night
Through a rainy window
She smiles
Using raindrops to count the miles
Is her un-breakable barrier
Finally crumbling down
Beat by almost nothing
Just a boy and a bubble bath
You see your world
Through road maps, long distance
Now when it rains
She smiles
Using raindrops to count the miles
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Fresh air sucks, inhale cigarette smoke instead.