Besedila: Last Summer. Empty Hands, Empty Heart.

Bus stop bench
She cries
Rocking back and forth
Noone really knows why
Lost her job
Lost her kids
And her home
Sometimes when it rains it fucking pours passers by
Look the other way
They don't want to see her face
Just like any other day they stay out of her way
How did she get so fucked up?
Her life won't ever be the same
Everything she had is now all gone away
Never thought it would come to this
Never thought she'd end up feeling like shit
Walking in the rain with nowhere to go
I give her some bus fare to get out of the rain but she doesn't want my help
Thanks anyways, but I got to this on my own
I don't deserve anybody's help for what I've done to myself and my family
Will I see them again?
I don't think so
It's three o'clock in the morning
She's got nowhere to go
No place to call home
Left out in the cold all alone