One Down And 38 More Weeks

Unwritten, her name takes shape, as into circles she never even drew
Unwritten, her diary read that no one's ever said that they came to see you
Your life, would beat it up to have just one reflection in this puddle that she has
And your out, you've been disconnected, there's only room for one silhouette in this shadow that she casts
One down, and 38 more weeks ‘till she'll have everything she wrote down on her list
And your life, has had it up to here with disoriented smiles of sorrow and grace

What a situation, what a situation you've put me into...
What a situation, what a situation you made me into...

Unwritten, her life is not what she hoped but July has come and everything has turned warm
Your life, you're beating me with ease and I can sure ride on this cloud of every things
And I'm weary of the last time I lost my mind
Weary of the last time, but every time it eats me up inside
And I won't let you out of sight cuz you're so out of sight
And I can forget, for now I hold my head down alright

Clouds form and cast a shadow over your rainy day
Then I come, with a ray of sunlight to make you bright and open up to shine

What a situation, what a situation you've put me into...
What a situation, what a situation you made me into...
What a situation, what a situation you've put me into...
What a situation you've made me into...