Warm wolves milking mary
In the skull of a girl made of flowers
My angel's gone crazy
As her heart is being devoured

I treated you badly and
Don't want to be forgiven
Forgot the taste of candy
Right after i lost all vision

The leaves are growing older
In the dark i lie here beneath them
The sun smiles as it gets colder
More than once or twice
I have asked him

"why can't i stop thinking
And live pretty just like a flower?"
I question while i'm still drinking
And not kissing your eyes at this hour