Blank Page (Corgan)
blank page was all the rage
never meant to say anything
in bed I was half dead
tired of dreaming of rest
got dressed, drove the state line
looking for you at the five and dime
stop sign told me stay at home
told me you were not alone
blank page was all the rage
never meant to hurt anyone
in bed I was half dead
tired of dreaming of rest
you haven't changed, you're still the same
may you rise as you fall
you were easy, you are forgotten
you are the ways of my mistakes
I catch the rainfall through the leaking roof
that you had left behind
you remind me of that leak in my soul
the rain falls, my friends call
leaking rain on the phone
take a day, plant some trees
may they shade you fromme
may your children play beneath
blank page was all the rage
never meant to say anything
in bed I was half dead
tired of dreaming of rest
got dressed, drove the state line
looking for you at the five and dime
but there I was picking pieces up
you are a ghost of my indecision
no more, little girl