Roses
This is the difference about you and me
I feel a fucking hole in my chest
But I don't fill it with someone else
You could give me all the love you tell everyone you gave me
Like all the things you lied
You never did to me
But now I'm here paying the price
Cause I knew and you knew
That we wouldn't last
We were sure, yeah
That was not right
Oh, feelings supposed to
Mean real things
But none of them
Last if we fuck it up
So, what about love?
And what about everything
We wanted to be?
I should have known
When you get what you've been waiting
Then you get all bored of it
Now I'm just another one of your
Withered roses
I'm still looking at your pictures
Wondering if all was fake memories
Cause every messed-up thing
You made and said
Was something that I was forced to fix
All I wanted from you
Was just to care of me
But you turned it into misery
And we were tired to be trying
Cause you always wanted new toys
To fix your broken heart
And I knew and you knew
That we wouldn't last
We were sure, yeah
That was not right
Oh, feelings supposed to
Mean real things
But none of them
Last if we fuck it up
So, what about love?
And what about everything
We wanted to be?
I should have known
When you get what you've been waiting
Then you get all bored of it
Now I'm just another one of your
Withered roses
Your roses
I'm not just
I'm not just one
Of your roses
Of your roses
I feel a fucking hole in my chest
But I don't fill it with someone else
You could give me all the love you tell everyone you gave me
Like all the things you lied
You never did to me
But now I'm here paying the price
Cause I knew and you knew
That we wouldn't last
We were sure, yeah
That was not right
Oh, feelings supposed to
Mean real things
But none of them
Last if we fuck it up
So, what about love?
And what about everything
We wanted to be?
I should have known
When you get what you've been waiting
Then you get all bored of it
Now I'm just another one of your
Withered roses
I'm still looking at your pictures
Wondering if all was fake memories
Cause every messed-up thing
You made and said
Was something that I was forced to fix
All I wanted from you
Was just to care of me
But you turned it into misery
And we were tired to be trying
Cause you always wanted new toys
To fix your broken heart
And I knew and you knew
That we wouldn't last
We were sure, yeah
That was not right
Oh, feelings supposed to
Mean real things
But none of them
Last if we fuck it up
So, what about love?
And what about everything
We wanted to be?
I should have known
When you get what you've been waiting
Then you get all bored of it
Now I'm just another one of your
Withered roses
Your roses
I'm not just
I'm not just one
Of your roses
Of your roses
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