Texty: Our Lady Peace. Burn Burn. Never Get Over You.

She sits quiet in the shadow of the sun
She looks tired, a life that's come undone
She turns, turns, turns, turns

She likes hockey and summers by the lake
We're not talking because of my mistakes
I burn, burn, burn, burn

If you walk out that door I just don't know what I'd do
I'll never get over you
If my heart hits this floor I just don't know what I'd do
I'll never get over you

End this silence but it's never been so loud
I try to fight it but the words just don't come out
I burn, burn, burn, burn

If you walk out that door I just don't know what I'd do
I'll never get over you
If my heart hits this floor I just don't know what I'd do
I'll never get over you

There's no hiding from your silence
There's no hiding

If you walk out that door I just don't know what I'd do
I'll never get over you
If my heart hits this floor I just don't know what I'd do
I'll never get over you

Don't you go, don't you go
Don't you go, don't you go