it's too late now    to see the how and why we play this game    a letter read, a lie exposed    too long to cover up       and you were running away    "from the pain", you say    it was forecasted grey   but i don't think we'll see a drop       she lies to me... in five equal parts       bridges built    you burned them down    and wonder why they don't stand    shadows form beyond your eyes    only for me to see       she lies to me...    in five equal parts    lets me feel the rest