Flowers On My Bedside

Well, I fled the town
That I was born in
I took no interest in staying
For that I was sure
I had not known this upheaval
'Til I saw the tower burning
An unwelcome sight to most I know

And I've been contemplating
Is my shadow moving?
And does the light still catch your wall?
There's been a stillness here inside me
But I can feel the heat now it's climbing
Well, I bet it won't be long before it falls

I'm afraid my glass is often empty
It don't take me much to cry
Maybe I would feel okay had I told myself
That it won't work out this time
Well, I'm so good at spending all my love on
Those whose love for me has dried
Like the flowers on my bedside

Well, I was happy to think of what we might look like
Well, in July with our backs to the wall
Now the thing that's keepin' me here and so tired
Is how fast people can change their minds
I guess we all share the same ugly
We are all just liars

So, did you hear my voice?
Or was I just something to look at?
Well, either way I expected more
And now I'm goin' down in this spiral
Will you be glad upon my arrival?
Or have you already turned the key and locked the door?

Well, I'm afraid my glass is often empty
And it don't take me much to cry
Maybe I would feel okay had I told myself
That it won't work out this time
I'm so good at spending all my love on
Those whose love for me has dried
Like the flowers on my bedside
Like the flowers on my bedside