He lifted her face the pillow and said, "Baby such is life" And he pushed his suitcase out through the door And give'm to talk about The slammed, left a scar She'd be damned she see her in his car So much for marriage and the good, wife Well, maybe it's a fact of
But IN veRonicA'S HEAD the were burning Turning out of Veronica's bed mocked private she said to the bastard
She dyed her hair black in the mirror He'd liked it on his wife An act of independence, a small Hey, it was to shout about at night, she'd crack She'd feel his strong fingers raking her back She'd up angry, but turned on like a light
Yeah it's a fact of life
But IN veRonicA'S HEAD the wheels were out of frustration Veronica said, she never be the same, no But IN veRonicA'S HEAD, the fields burning down the destruction She around, he's there Confusing her his promises And crying on the She twists and she in circles With all of her strength, she breaks She stumbles and she nearly
But IN veRonicA'S HEAD the wheels were out of frustration Veronica said she would be the same, no But IN HEAD the fields were burning Burning the destruction Veronica's bed, she there listening Late at to her heartbeat. Oooh.
The wheels were
And IN veRonicA'S HEAD the are burning The are turning The fields are