It's the time out It's the time away You wait it out You wait it out And you forget You forget You fade out You fade Is he on your mind? You say "no" Then leave him be "I don't know" I read your diary from front to back The spine is cracked from where you bended it To where your tears fell and blurred the facts And turned them all into art and back And it's you I know, though you say it can't 'Cause there's a page that's long since ripped With missing text and a box Where a photo of him was adhered to it