I give nothing to you
I have nothing to offer you
I will dig a hole
and bury you in it
walk away,
and try to forget it.

I rather be bored than stuck
I rather be sad than out of luck
maybe I've just lost my mind
I need to be with my kinda guy.

You always care after the flowers fade
You always forgive me anyway
I will turn Jerusalem Cherry
for you
I'm always cherry, baby