Death in the Garden, Blood on the Flowers Lyrics
Pretend now that you are me
I am you
And we are we
Back then, not now
Somehow you've been patient with me
Without
Thinking
Too much
Thinking
Could cause you to leave me
Because of what I may or may not have wanted to do
I began to love you, it had only been an hour
Death in the garden, blood on the flowers
Remember
When you were me
I was you
Still we were we
Underneath your floor, which was my
Ceiling
Uncomfortable
Feeling
Your scars, they were still healing
Quiet as a thief, you were stealing my heart
Which you felt bad about and said you could not keep
I began to miss you, it had only been an hour
Death in the garden, blood on the flowers
So don't feel bad, bad, bad
You should be glad, glad, glad
I am the worst boy that you've ever had, had, had
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I'm not the one, I'm not the one
It's not like I'm the first person to discover that
Horses could be ridden
I'm not the one
I am the other one
I began to miss you, it had only been an hour
Death in the garden, blood on the flowers
