Title:
Look After You (the sequel to Denial)
Disclaimer:
If I owned House, the bill collectors wouldn't be calling me every
day, now would they?
15 months laterHouse was in his office, avoiding clinic duty, and his duckings, as usual. He was half-listening to his iPod, set on random, until he realized he didn't recognize the song; it was something he had never heard before, and definitely something he hadn't put there. He hit the back button and began to listen more carefully.
And
I don't know Three months and I'm still sober And
I don't know Three months and I'm still breathing It's
never really over, no Wake up Three months and I'm
still standing here Three months and it's still harder
now Three months and I'm still
breathing Three months and I'm still sober
This could break my heart or save me
Nothing's
real
Until you let go completely
So here I go with all my
thoughts I've been saving
So here I go with all my fears weighing
on me
Picked all my weeds
but kept the flowers
But I know it's never really over
I could crash and burn but maybe
At the end of
this road I might catch a glimpse of me
So I won't worry about my
timing, I want to get it right
No comparing, second guessing, no
not this time
Been a
long road since those hands I left my tears in but I know
Three months and I'm getting better yeah
Three
months and I still am
Three months I've been living here without you now
Three
months yeah, three months
Three months and I still remember it
Three months and
I wake up
Picked all my
weeds but kept the flowers
Sober, Kelly Clarkson
