Jenna's road was paved with gold
i'd see her come and i'd see her go
with glittered shoes of crimson red
she never cared about what they said
made all her promises in the open
dried all her failures out on the line
The boys were watching
it only looked like killing time
holding out and holding in
towing the line
a whole world will be sinking
when the moon fills up the night
there in the blue light in the blue
Now jenna's room is the weak perfume
of traded wings for lovers blooms
with his favorite dress
and his secrets she's never confess
spends all her time by the window hoping
her hair in the wind waving bye, good bye
Chorus

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