Adaptation Of The Truth About Marie

Rain falls on glass pane

It's 4:00 a.m.

You call to say, "This is the end"

This is the end

Train to your doorstep

That's where I first saw him

And where he met his end

On a stretcher they pushed him

And the rain through the red siren lights up your face

I asked, "Is that What's-his-name?"

But I really knew his name

Wine glass on concrete

T-shirt to your knees

And it floats all over your skin

(And I could not see through her)

Like goosebumps over your skin

Stairs to your bedroom

Had a finger inside of you on the wall

But that was the end

(And I could not see through her)

Never inside her again

And the rain through the red siren lights up your face

You told me about What's-his-name

And I admitted that I knew his name

Blood on the floor where he passed out

Blood on the fingers in my mouth

I'm the third person in your scene

Always the first person in my dreams

Always the first person in my dreams

Always the first person in my dreams