09 her costume

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© ALawrence1
(Instrumental)

Walkin' in this lonely house, her home.
Never, ever thought she'd be, alone.
Wishin' he would give a call, on the phone.
Wonderin' why his heart turned cold, like a stone.

Memories of the past inside every room.
Nothin' she can sweep away with a broom.
Now this lonely house it’s cold like a tomb.
Force a smile upon her face, her costume…

Lonely days and hopeless nights, abound.
Wishin' she could hear his voice, that sound.
But he broke her heart and drove it, to the ground.
Now everything that she believed, is unwound.

Memories of the past inside every room.
Nothin' she can sweep away with her broom.
Now their lonely house it’s cold like a tomb.
Force a smile upon her face, her costume…

(Instrumental)

Memories of the past inside every room.
Nothin' she can sweep away with her broom.
Now their lonely house it’s cold like a tomb.
Force a smile upon her face, her costume…

Emptiness inside her heart, it's unkind.
Motionless upon her face, lose her mind.
Love and hate within her soul, all entwined.
Broken dreams are all for her, to find.

Memories of the past inside every room.
Nothin' she can sweep away with her broom.
Now their lonely house it’s cold like a tomb.
Force a smile upon her face, her costume…

Memories of the past inside every room.
Nothin' she can sweep away with her broom.
Now their lonely house it’s like, a tomb.
Force a smile upon her face, her costume…