Was it that easy?
or was it just our fall.
downward spirals
don't really help at all.
seemingly splendid,
red roses lay on the floor.
people dressed in black,
crowded all my doors.
polaroids on the fridge
lost their color and glow,
all they did was tell a story
that no one would ever know.
all these year's
spent on a house for two
where why do only i bloom?
where why do only i bloom?
where why do only i bloom?
all these year's and year's
spent on a house for two
where why do only i bloom?
where why do only i bloom?
where why do only i bloom?
you were a flower my friend,
I always knew
I always knew
you were a rose
now I wither here
missing you
in our home alone, oh..
and all you do is doze.
and now all you do is doze..
and oh, all you do is doze.
-fxg
