"Dirty Shirts"
 I’m blinded by the light that shines from your chest 
 You deliver a peace that lays me to rest 
 My dirty shirts are bright again 
 When morning comes, I count to ten 
 If you aren’t there, I fall asleep 
 Dreaming again for another week 
 I cry...I cry...I cry 
 Because all I hear are meaningful lies 
 About how things between us can really be 

 We’ve killed each other’s dreams for long enough 
 And the way we live has always stayed false and rough 
 My clean clothes get stained again 
 I’ve woke up too many times counting to ten 
 I can’t love you the way I should 
 Now we’re parting, that’s understood 
 I cry...I cry...I cry 
 Because my heart’s sight was always blurred 
 To how the way things between us always were