The Birthday Massacre - Walking With Strangers

Look around for a means To dissuade her attention Can't remember the places And names that she mentions My words are falling apart in spite of me I'm stepping out of the light So she can't see Don't think I'll miss her But I want to take her picture When I found a place Where she can't find me And she's falling asleep As she's walking with strangers Talking cheap As the flies on the wall entertain her Her world is falling apart in front of me She's stepping into the light But she can't see It's hard to miss her When she's posing for a picture But I found a place Where she can't find me My words are falling apart in spite of me I'm stepping out of the light So she can't see Don't think I'll miss her But I want to take her picture When I found a place Where she can't find me