Jul 2014
She’s picking red flowers from the garden meant for two,
Always in the dark, it’s a wonder anything ever grew,
I don’t know what to do with these medals that she leaves around,
Accolades of hate she wraps around her neck just like a noose,
Out of her lies she builds a pedestal to keep her off the ***** ground,
You’re your only competition and somehow you still always find a way to lose
Moaning out her stupid dreams into the night sky,
It’s an easy choice you just have to choose,
Doesn’t matter if he could be the one and only guy,
If he’s giving you abuse, leaving your mind all black and blue,
She knows what she must do, but cannot do
His words all start to fall from her mouth,
I fell into them all,
I can’t take it, now I think I’m going south,
You don’t have me, you don’t want me but I’ll still beg you, answer my calls
She’s picking up her clothes from the garden known by two,
In the dark there was a face that nobody knew,
They don’t know what to do with all her things lying in his room,
Surrounded by all her useless stuff that he can never use,
In misery and in weary memory he would always bloom
Growing his own garden out of broken fuses and temporary taboos,
Soil bed, blooded sheets, resting into pillows of damaged dreams,
Beer bottles, bottle caps and broken things that he still pursues,
Friendly faces and sweet something’s aren’t what they all seem,
Tear strained eyes and bite mark bruises are his biggest clues,
Leave him on his own he’ll be alright after a bit more *****,
The fact he was at the end of it all was just fun news,
Hiding behind his bars, please don’t feed the animal at the zoo
Her words all start to fall from his mouth,
He fell into them all,
He can’t take it, now he thinks he’s going south,
You don’t have him, you don’t want him, but he’ll still beg you, and you won’t answer his calls,
And you’ll just leave him in the garden where he will do what he must do,
Lying lonely, naked in the garden made by two,
He knows what he must to do,
Laying forever in the garden, forever thinking of you
Always in the dark, it’s a wonder anything ever grew,
I don’t know what to do with these medals that she leaves around,
Accolades of hate she wraps around her neck just like a noose,
Out of her lies she builds a pedestal to keep her off the ***** ground,
You’re your only competition and somehow you still always find a way to lose
Moaning out her stupid dreams into the night sky,
It’s an easy choice you just have to choose,
Doesn’t matter if he could be the one and only guy,
If he’s giving you abuse, leaving your mind all black and blue,
She knows what she must do, but cannot do
His words all start to fall from her mouth,
I fell into them all,
I can’t take it, now I think I’m going south,
You don’t have me, you don’t want me but I’ll still beg you, answer my calls
She’s picking up her clothes from the garden known by two,
In the dark there was a face that nobody knew,
They don’t know what to do with all her things lying in his room,
Surrounded by all her useless stuff that he can never use,
In misery and in weary memory he would always bloom
Growing his own garden out of broken fuses and temporary taboos,
Soil bed, blooded sheets, resting into pillows of damaged dreams,
Beer bottles, bottle caps and broken things that he still pursues,
Friendly faces and sweet something’s aren’t what they all seem,
Tear strained eyes and bite mark bruises are his biggest clues,
Leave him on his own he’ll be alright after a bit more *****,
The fact he was at the end of it all was just fun news,
Hiding behind his bars, please don’t feed the animal at the zoo
Her words all start to fall from his mouth,
He fell into them all,
He can’t take it, now he thinks he’s going south,
You don’t have him, you don’t want him, but he’ll still beg you, and you won’t answer his calls,
And you’ll just leave him in the garden where he will do what he must do,
Lying lonely, naked in the garden made by two,
He knows what he must to do,
Laying forever in the garden, forever thinking of you
