Waitress

These faces (These faces) Have fallen here before (Tired and blue) A light that bleeds unforgiving Shadows Her olive eyes Repeat failure In every glare Her olive Eyes A failure that mirrors itself A failure that mirrors itself With a foreign (Stare!) With a foreign (Stare!) With a foreign (Stare!) With a foreign (Stare!) (Hold it together) Hold it together You'll find Your Peace You'll Find Your peace But the pieces are, pieces are Burnt shells that Frame regret That frame Regret On every wall That frame Regret On every On every wall Reflections of Of olive eyes Eyes pierce holes through her Her haunted heart She hates that stare Her smiling face defense She hates that stare Her smiling face defense To the world To the world