Honorary Title, The
Petals
Petals broken from tips on 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 actually feel a thing
the part how you never actually really ever did
And I lift yourself from my grip
But I don’t fall asleep
Nothing you can say can or ever will penetrate
These walls that I create
When you spew that barrage of insulting words
Letras de cancionesNo that isn’t all, that isn’t all
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 baby, but I don’t wanna know
From Letras Mania