She's the angel
On top of the tree
Sugar heart, here she comes
She's going to fall on me

Innocence was our fire
We told the truth
I miss the sweet boys
In the summer of their youth

Tear the petals off of you
And make you tell the truth
Tear the petals off of you
Tear the petals off of you
And make you tell the truth
Tear the petals off of you

They will make you
So, so cynical
The fire burns the flesh
Destroys the best that made us old

She's the grace of this world
She's too pure
For the likes of this world
This world is a whore

Tear the petals off of you
And make you tell the truth
Tear the petals off of you
Tear the petals off of you
And make you tell the truth
Tear the petals off of you

And, oh, it's all mine
And, hey, it's all mine
And, help, it's all mine
I never knew what I could be
All the darling buds of May
They fall with no sound
They carry you down
They carry you down
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh

All the lilies bloomed and blossomed
Wilted and they're shivering
I can't stop their withering
This world is a war

Tear the petals off of you
And make you tell the truth
Tear the petals off of you
Tear the petals off of you
And make you tell the truth
Tear the petals off of you
Tear the petals off of you
And make you tell the truth
Tear the petals off of you