Petals

Petals broke from tips of roses hidden underneath my arm
All the framed, different poses of places I'll soon forget
That I'll soon forget

Tell me again that part how you didn't feel a thing
That part how you never actually really ever did
And lift yourself from my grip
But don't fall asleep

Nothing you say can or will ever penetrate
These walls that I, that I, I, I create
When you spew that barage of insulting words

No that isn't all, that isn't all, baby it isn't all.

Nothing you, you say can or will penetrate
These walls that I create
that i create, that i create

Five stitches seal the crease
From the fit fueled by your aching
You're so temperamental darling
With your little disease
I'm happy for you Petals broke from tips of roses hidden underneath my arm
All the framed, different poses of places I'll soon forget
That I'll soon forget

No that isn't all, that isn't all, baby that isn't all.

Nothing you, you say can or will penetrate
These walls that I create
that i created
I'm happy for you baby, but i don't want to know you