Phonebox 84

Down on her knees as he's hanging up the phone.
Left with regrets and she's ending up alone.
Monsters in the closet as she cries.
There's years to come of bigotry and lies.

Hate suffocates and she's shattered broken glass.
Present is absent like future, only past.
Heart skips beats, the doorbell once again.
If only it could be a long lost friend.

Where you gonna go when the map's been torn apart from the start?
And the road is ending never ending.
Who you're gonna be when the world is upside down?
Another round. Sick of understanding, still pretending.

What if she could have slept?
What if she could forget?
What if she didn't act?
And didn't face the fact it's just like this.

If she could close her eyes, separate truth from lies.
If only this disguise would cut the final ties.
It's not like this.
Cannot be like this.

Where you gonna go when the map is torn?
Where you gonna go when the map is torn?
Where you gonna go when the map is torn?
Where you gonna go when the map is torn?
From the start?
And the road is bending never ending.
Who you're gonna be when the world is upside down?
Another round. Sick of understanding, still pretending.