Wilted flowers and memories
Are all dried up and blown away
Leaving us with nothing left to say
And for this kind of pain there is no remedy

Have you any clue, how much I fell for you?
Or was I just bought on borrowed time
To think I held the world in this hand of mine
But your lies eventually slipped through

I was the plant you didn’t prune
You were the dead leaves holding me back
But now I’m back on track
New stems will sprout very soon

I played the game
It’s time for a new challenge
Was being friends too hard to balance?
Your answer always remained the same

Gone are the days
So, roll the dice, don’t think twice
No response will ever suffice
True growth is moving one, there was no other way