its a shamethat it didnt blow out
maybe then i'd be comforting
not mourning my own loss
its a shame
that it didnt blow out
maybe then i'd be comforting
not mourning my own loss
you fed a bowl of shit
with your twisted logic
your crazy abstract beliefs
on what to do with some
you are the old man at the
beginning of the dirt road
warning people not to travel
down the path
i really could give a shit
what happened to you
cos then you'd experience
what i feel like inside
its a shame
that it didnt blow out
maybe then i'd be comforting
not mourning my own loss
its a shame
that it didnt blow out
maybe then i'd be comforting
not mourning my own loss
i'm terrible
cos you're so important to them
and i'm wishing this
upon someone
maybe at least
you could see a shade of red
cos everything red
reminds me of her
the scars on my leg
the roses in my hand
undelivered
cos it is over
its a shame
that it didnt blow out
maybe then i'd be comforting
not mourning my own loss
its a shame
that it didnt blow out
maybe then i'd be comforting
not mourning my own loss
its a shame
that it didnt blow out
maybe then i'd be comforting
not mourning my own loss
its a shame
that it didnt blow out
maybe then i'd be comforting
not mourning my own loss