作曲 : Crescenzo, Dear Hunter
Messages from broken bottles fall 
On black sandy beaches 
Ink conveyed across the page now run from morning dew 
Hands which chance upon it lead to eyes that strain to read 
Hearts that pound from love long overdue 
Lips which press together, stifle, rhythmic, heavy breaths 
Oh how she smiles from vicarious love from the one he writes about 
She must have been so glad for him to throw it out 
Further steps lead to yet another broken bottle 
Again the words contained have bled the page 
Whose tears were these which ran the ink? 
From who'd they pour to make this streak? 
Where they his by chance from telling her? 
Or hers by chance from reading it? 
They could have been collective 
They could have been from someone else 
Why don’t we see what's at the bottom 
Why don’t we see what comes next 
Oh how she cries from vicarious pain from the one he writes about 
Oh she must have been so sad for him to throw her out 
Lets just say, she, she is better 
Better off somehow 
Lets just say, she, she has never been happier then she is now 
We couldn’t fake it so why even try? 
Lets just say, she, she is better, better off somehow 
Lets just say, she, she has never been happier then she is now 
Lets just say, she, she is better, better off somehow 
Lets just say, she, she has never been happier 
Happier then she is now