Juliet's Wishing Well Saving June
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 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
