In the morning, you come selling flowers in the fog
And the hearts on yr sleeve are no longer there for me
You cry, and the tears fall in yr afternoon tea
With yr leaves, with yr stars, let them color who you are
Let them color who you are, let them color who you are
Color me surprised, it’s all a lie
Yr thoughts and theft, are the only things left
Keep yr youth and yr charm, let them keep you safe from harm
I’ll grow older, my dreams are boring
Just like this song, they keep droning on and on
And on and on and on and on and on
I’m so predictable, you’ve become retractable
Yr streetlight goes out, we were that bus that never comes
I’ll remain second place, you won’t bother to replace
To my morning rain, yr the atlantic
I want you to drown my sorrows, the ones I borrowed
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