june plays her guitar
every night at two a.m.
i hear her through my floor
in between the slammin doors
a suitcase filled with clothes
lies beneath her unslept bed
she keeps it there in case
the war of suits becomes
too much for her
she's killing time
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she's killing pain
she's saving june
i pass her on the steps
and ask her to play a happy song
she picks up her guitar
and starts to strum
but nothing comes
she killed her love
she killed her hate
to save herself