Black tears on my jeans
Sunday morning and you hide the mess from me
It drips on the blank screens
A small stain but it's revealing
Hearts breaking across the world
While you stand still and I stand hard
There's beauty in us all
But it's hidden by scars
Ooh
Flowers in full bloom
Orchids across the room
Ooh
It's adding to the cruelty
It's adding to the
Ooh
Come
God
Take me away
The pain's not going
I tried to meditate
Told me I'd be healed
Told me it would work
But here I am
Ooh
Two flowers take center of the room
Colors so bold and beautiful
Feels so wrong to rip them away
So pure
Pretty
And pink
But they draw my attention
While the rose weeps and wilts
Envy of its natural beauty
While nature creeps upon it