She's never alone, because she's scared of what she might say to herself Always drinking in the backroom of the bar where everyone turns in A half-hearted grin She won't be afraid as long as that prescription keeps going through And all the happy pills make her look like cardboard cut out of someone I use to learn from But on the phone, she's telling everyone That there was a blue sky, she left behind And there's a place that no one knows about Away from integrity she writes a book in her head that nobody will read Whatever you say, please don't talk about the time when she was young Apparently that was a different person and so long ago it's strange to me There's no history But there's a past and she's telling everyone It must be a garden, that wouldn't grow With roots of shame, too sensitive to blame to herself as we watch he drown I can't save the queen without a kingdom or a crown Somewhere in this lonely game of sympathy there is a selfish dream That makes me sick Standing on the high wire while you're on the ground To you what is dangerous is safe and sound You let me down