What if those pink chocolate roads
Led to the answer?
What would it matter
If we melted right there.
It's not so sweet
When you lie on the ground.
What if the roses
Led to more blood?
You know that I've got a few thorns
But what would it matter
If I trimmed my petals
And wilted in the sun?
What if the electrically charged peaches
Opened up your lungs
And made you a sweet
Sugar filled mannequin?
What would it matter?
If your skin was plastic and your eyes dull marbles.
Would I start to love you more
Or the display window in your chest?
If you met with fire at the edge of a cliff
I don't think it would matter
You'd jump and I'd catch you
But whether we fall or not,
Would it matter?
Dec 29, 2011
Dec 29, 2011 at 4:48 PM UTC
What if those pink chocolate roads
Led to the answer?
What would it matter
If we melted right there.
It's not so sweet
When you lie on the ground.
What if the roses
Led to more blood?
You know that I've got a few thorns
But what would it matter
If I trimmed my petals
And wilted in the sun?
What if the electrically charged peaches
Opened up your lungs
And made you a sweet
Sugar filled mannequin?
What would it matter?
If your skin was plastic and your eyes dull marbles.
Would I start to love you more
Or the display window in your chest?
If you met with fire at the edge of a cliff
I don't think it would matter
You'd jump and I'd catch you
But whether we fall or not,
Would it matter?
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