You'll never stop painting faces in misted glass
I'll trace the place where your hands were
And that'll be our sky's smile
Wallflowers bloom, then die soon after
Wilt, wither, rot
Ear-piercing laughter
You love me not
When will I matter
I just blather on and on and on
(I was wanting more)
Somebody make it stop
If love could be
Steadfast in the face of the passage of time and its corrosion
Chemicals in my mind telling me I'm fine
Numb my mind, sweet lotus fruit
Wallflowers bloom, then die soon after
Wilt, wither, rot
Ear-piercing laughter
You love me not
When will I matter
I just blather on and on and on
(I was wanting more)
(Let's be quiet)
Somebody make it stop
I was lentic wanting more
I was wanting more
