Painted Roses, are not what they seem
I've seen one every night inside of my recurring dream
Ill ask questions, if you're listening
If you'd you just hear me out and consider the truth I bring
All ex-answers in me, are waiting to be questioned
But I doubt that its worth it
When we're dying to survive...
One two,
Buckle my shoe
Three four,
I don't want you anymore
Five six,
I fell for all of your tricks
(I couldn't fit in the mix)
Seven eight,
Lock the gate!
I think that you left,
Because you were afraid of love!
I Paint Roses
Artificially
To cover up the beauty of the memories you had left for me
Watch them wither
Paint flecks off the leaves
Decaying rose represents every name you've had for me!
Now we've reached the threshold
You've chosen your new life,
But in the end I guess its best
And that cuts me like a knife!
SUICIDE:
NOT AN OPTION FOR ME,
HOWEVER, THERE'S A PART OF ME
GONE...
You took away everything!
These painted roses I clutch are starting to sting!
You made a promise at the start
You took a vow, now
DEATH TILL US PART
Now, do you regret?
Listening?
My voice, in the sun
Glistening
Shining
Blinding light, in your eyes
Crying,
"No more doubt! No more lies!"
Please make no mistake
Hear my tell:
I would
Not condemn you to hell,
But I wont blame me
Or myself,
Serves you well!
I gave everything - I had!
Why don't you just dig my grave-and
Go