Roots Around My Ribcage

I tried to forget you grew roots around my ribcage.
It sprouted flowers just below my collar bone.
I've spent my waking day (all the time, all night long)
Picking petals out one by one, one by one.
Picking petals out one by one, one by one.

Baby, I'm such a fool
Grey hairs are turning blue.
Tried to fight for something true.
Pulling my gun for you. Pulling my gun for you.

I tried to forget you grew roots around my ribcage.
It sprouted flowers just below my collar bone.
I've spent my waking day (all the time, all night long)
Picking petals out one by one, one by one.
Picking petals out one by one, one by one.

Picking petals out one by one, one by one.
Picking petals out one by one, one by one.
Picking petals out one by one, one by one.
Picking petals out one by one.

Baby, I'm such a fool
Grey hairs are turning blue.
Tried to fight for something true.
Pulling my gun for you. Pulling my gun for you.

Baby, I'm such a fool
Grey hairs are turning blue.
Tried to fight for something true.
Pulling my gun for you. Pulling my gun for you.



Credits
Writer(s): Brady Watt, Lloyd Clifford William Kuhn
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