Our Hearts Begin to Crumble.

[x]Molly Epps.
[x]Kennedy Brock.

She doesn't want another one of your letters, or another midnight call to wake her up.
She doesn't need your empty promises.
You've just gotta give her time now.
And let her forget your lies.

Let those feelings fade like ashes in the wind.
Leave your letters in the rain.
You'll only break her heart, you know it's true.
You've just gotta give her space now.
And let her forget the pain.