It's not the poisoned memories,

The Lifetime Channel tragedies,

It's not the sorrows that all these instill in me

It's not the heartless things you said

That keep running through my head

It's not the wishing I was dead

That's killing me

It's lying on the floor, hanging on the door

This mess, that dress, this pen

That's neer gonna write another note to you again

Now I'm waiting for the other shoe to fall

In this gloomy dream

That used to seem so beautiful

A thousand thoughts, a thousand plots

A thousand pardons

Bitter homes and gardens

Bitter homes and gardens

It's lying on the ground, and flying all around

All that happened here

Just evidence for arguments I lose agains the mirror

This is far beyond my abilities

I'm never sure and always slightly ill at ease

A thousand thoughts

A heart that rots, a heart that hardens

Bitter homes and gardens

Bitter homes and gardens

Bitter homes and gardens

Bitter homes and gardens