Carrie lives on Salvation street walks all day on blistered feet on a road paved with gold she vociferates at ghosts she knows this hurts the most when trying to move on Carrie lives on Salvation street and the people that she meets can't see the things she sees she is broken with grief puts dead roses in a wreath hanging her weight on the door and the ring around your finger was the noose around your neck and you try not to remember but you can't forget and the ring around your finger was the noose around your neck and you try not to remember but she can't forget Carrie lives on Salvation street she burns from the summer heat when people smile she turns away she kept the gifts that you gave and the letters you engraved she misses those times, she misses those days and the ring around your finger was the noose around your neck and you try not to remember but you can't forget and the ring around her finger was the noose around your neck and she tries not to remember but she can't forget Carrie lives on Salvation street she can hear her own heart beat with the clock on the wall she knows you're not coming home so she unplugs the telephone hangs like an angel from the ceiling and the ring around her finger became the noose around her neck and you try not to remember but how could you forget and when everything fell apart and the hope in her eyes went dark she whispered please forgive me once I lived on Salvation street... Carrie lived on Salvation street...