The Guide
She’s the kind of girl that shines at dark
She blows empty-‐‑bodied people’s mind and mine
Oh! She’s the guide!
Why don’t she dry her tears from his view?
Her nose is red as roses
Her love to him is over Grey’s Anatomy on the TV
How boring is to see
When they don’t give a damn
Brick by brick she built
She’s the kind of girl that holds you tight
She’s right every time she comes to say goodbye
‘Cause she’s the guide!
Her blinding flash can surely block one’s sight
I’m trapped by the hard fact
I don’t want to go back
It’s in the small details
It’s in her swing
Her present flew away
Flicking ashes of the past Brick by brick she built