Bouquet is broken

It's found on person

A threat is sunken, beneath the ocean

And when the numbers count down to none

Another sequence somehow begun



And it's the note that stings

And it's the prose that sticks

And its question hanging around the center of the one

And it's the note that stings

And it's the prose that sticks

And its question hanging around the center of the one



And to no surprise

There'll be no surprise



Reflecting eyes upon the surface

What's beneath the water trailing out from sea

I bet you know more that you sermon

I'll leave you to the blankness

It's more than you left me



Ooohhh

Please break the pattern

Ohhhh



It's sucking on the more than the worthless

Swept under the blanket

That's where you met me

It's bleeding innocent all over

In a sense that matters

Always just empty



Gone for good]



And you waste my tears

Which I sow

And you waste my tears

Which I sow

You can take that how you want

And you waste my tears

Which I sow

You can take that how you want

And you waste my tears

Which I sow

You can take that how you want

And you waste my tears

Which I sow...



And you waste my tears

And we share our souls

I'm walking on my own

I'm walking all alone