Hanging in the closet is the dress I wore the last time That I saw you on the last day of July Couldve been wouldve been shouldve known better Shoved it inside and said Id deal with this later Pages and pieces of letters that I started to write, Piled up high and I just want it out of my sight Walked down Columbus took out a dime made a wish Then I set the bridge on fire and destroyed the evidence Now I wait for the rain to come wash the fingerprints That you left on my face in my heart in my veins Looking through the closet I left the truth around here somewhere Buried underneath these things that I dont need Tripped over the past so I crammed it in the corner Shoved it in the entryway and hid it in the shower Room full of boxes full of pieces of a broken dream House full of ghosts and I hope they know its time to leave Walked down Columbus took out a dime made a wish Then I set the bridge on fire and destroyed the evidence Now I wait for the rain to come wash the fingerprints That you left on my face in my heart in my veins Off the window and the door and the ceiling and the floor From my Summer and my Fall and the picture on the wall Off the records and the books off of everywhere I look From the bottles and the tears and my twenty-second year Off the ribbons and the sheets and the sidewalk and the streets Off the diamonds and the threats imperfection and regrets Off the records and the books off of everywhere I look