WILL YOU JUST TELL ME YOU DON'T LOVE ME?
Don't beat around the bush.
I'm tired of asking flower petals if you've truly fallen for me.

My garden is bare and these flowers, they were RARE
and YOU, well you just
you just..
stand there....

I'm ****** and your hollow and I'm flooding the streets
oh won't you follow my feet and walk in love and bravery?

I'm tired of asking flowers if we've truly fallen
OH BUTTERFLY TONGUE, DRINK EVERY OUNCE OF MY POLLEN.
My being is bare and you
you're still standing there..

YOU MAKE ME MOVE YOU MAKE ME MASSIVE
as the EARTH
YOU ARE THE AXIS
so I am BOLD AS LOVE as I ask this.....
Do you feel me?
Do you feel this too?

Cause it's cold and bitter and the petals are rotting and we..
Well, we're still just standing here...

We might walk away
split in two until the month of May..
but when we finally feel fine and the "how are you?"s end with "doing okay"s
we'll say
I've missed you
I still love you
you won't reject me when i ask to kiss you....

I leave things behind everytime and I find, my heart,
I've lost it within you..
and it's just bleeding there
beating against your ribs like a xylophone
while you
well you're just standing there
and i'm just bleeding there
and you're still just standing there.......