Waitress

These faces
(These faces)
Have fallen here before
(Tired and blue)
A light that bleeds unforgiving
Shadows

Her olive eyes
Repeat failure
In every glare
Her olive
Eyes

A failure that mirrors itself
A failure that mirrors itself
With a foreign (Stare!)
With a foreign (Stare!)
With a foreign (Stare!)
With a foreign (Stare!)

(Hold it together)
Hold it together
You'll find
Your
Peace
You'll
Find
Your peace

But the pieces are, pieces are
Burnt shells that
Frame regret

That frame
Regret
On every wall
That frame
Regret
On every
On every wall

Reflections of
Of olive eyes
Eyes pierce holes through her
Her haunted heart

She hates that stare
Her smiling face defense
She hates that stare
Her smiling face defense
To the world
To the world