Statue you stood there like a statue
She said there is not enough going on, I am gonna climb right over you
But I if you want to do that I'd better be turning my back cause every "hello" is another heartache
And my butterflies they have grown needles and there is only one thing that they are seeking
Eyes to fall through and be swallowed whole, they are buzzing me on, they are buzzing me on, but they should not Buzz at all
The vines have crept around me, holding my last thoughts from getting away in the hope that I get surrounded so No strip of light can show me
That you have blossomed and maybe I should do the same
Cause in time whatever we do becomes laughable
So why were we serious, it is so easily ended after all