Everything's alright.
Look around you.
Everyone's been trying
While you barely get by,
And live in your hole alone.
I can't be
There for you.
You were never
There for me.

You paint your
White Roses Red,
And take no prisoners.
It's off with their head.
You say you want me,
But I don't love the dead.
I know you secretly hate
Those White Roses Red.

Blood stains.
Didn't you know?
You should have thought that out
A long time ago.

You want to protect me
From things
That are harmless.
Well,
If you want to protect me
Look in the mirror,
And protect me
From what you see.

I'm not bulletproof, you know.
You may be oblivious
To the scars that you made..
But they show.

You can't go by,
Because to you
Nothing is alright.
But I can't stay
And tell you to fight,
Because I know you.
It will do no good.

You paint your
White Roses Red,
And take no prisoners.
It's off with their head.
You say you want me
But I don't love the dead.
I know you secretly hate
Those White Roses Red.

I won't like you
Until you say
That you were wrong
And wash the red away.
But I won't wait around
Because in truth I know
That I would have to wait
Until my dying day.

Just wash the red away
Until it doesn't show.