Something To Do
She sits in a corner
All huddled and dead
Thinking of things
That could have been said
She wears her black Sunday dress
To cover the scars
The regrets that are tacked
All over her arms
What we had
Now it's gone
Now it's gone
What she had
Now she's done
Now she done
It aint nothing
But something to do
It aint nothing
But something to do
A small town hero
Who's covered in ash
He'd wish to forget
But remembers the crash
He conquers the world
With a crown to forget
Their lives have been scripted
First scenes in a movie set
What they had
Now it's gone
Now it's gone
What I have
Now I'm done
Now I'm done
It aint nothing
But something to do
It aint nothing
But something to do
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