Ideas are like butterflies,
But they start out as caterpillars.
Slowly inching down the spine to the place of no return.
Do you know you make nervous?
Just by being what you are.
You see
What I portray
Not me
There’s nothing you can say
You leave
Me with all the blame,
I’m not sorry
You’re not sorry,
That’s why the roses don’t grow here.
(wont grow, can’t grow, don’t grow)
(won’t grow, can’t grow, don’t grow)
People are like dominoes.
Cause when they fall they take everyone else down.
Slowly leaving all their spine in a place of no return.
Do you know you make me nervous?
Just by being what you are.
You see
What I portray
Not me
There’s nothing you can say
You leave
Me with all the blame,
I’m not sorry
You’re not sorry,
That’s why the roses don’t grow here.
(wont grow, can’t grow, don’t grow)
(won’t grow, can’t grow, don’t grow)
All my buds have turned to thorns
(simulataneous parts:)
I’m not sorry
Youre not sorry
(won’t grow, can’t grow, don’t grow)
I’m not sorry
Youre not sorry
(won’t grow, can’t grow, don’t grow)
I’m not sorry
Youre not sorry
(won’t grow, can’t grow, don’t grow)
