Candle wax stalagtites on the window sill She meant to clean them up but they hang there still And all the pictures to be removed from frames But everything in this room looks the same She lays in bed just likes she's done for days She watches all the stars upon the ceiling as they slowly to start to fade It's just like tail lights as they're pulling away Static playing on the radio station She's got a head full of useless information Everything she did was for the best She got a coffee stain on her cotton dress She lays in bed just likes she's done for days She watches all the stars upon the ceiling as they slowly to start to fade She says she wanted to be left alone - got what she wanted and it backfired on her