baptize her with bitter tears till she knows your pain is real next time you see her on her knees don t try to make a deal don t stare her into silence with frozen points of view cause she s got 44 stories and she wants to tell them all to you welcome her to all your fears and trust that she will cope give her one day of satisfaction for a thousand years of hope don t turn to dry your eyes and lose your chance to look cause she s got 44 stories she wants to write them in a book wait until your memory clears then welcome her to rome the desert of your misspent years that led you to her home don t hold her up to sunlight she ll melt into the blue don t make her shout through static if you want hear the truth cause she s got 44 stories she s got 44 stories she s got 44 stories she wants to tell them all to you