It's a simply terrible thing
how our love see-saws like a broken swing
Never pause to take a breath
Now invigorated later death
It's always the same story
always thinking you've got the glory
And if you're blindfold could disappear
You'd realize I'm standing here
Watch as the flowers on your bedside die
As the seasons endlessly rush by
They’ll wilt with our forgotten love
As depressing as a black dove
You'll never give me a reason why
as you wish that I would die
You'll never let me work things out
Just stand there with your doubt
It's always the same story
always thinking you've got the glory
And if you're blindfold could disappear
You'd realize I'm standing here
Watch as the flowers on your bedside die
As the seasons endlessly rush by
They’ll wilt with our forgotten love
As depressing as a black dove
Never want to take a break...
Always want the thing I take...
Never want to watch me soar...
Always want to break me more...
It's always the same story
always thinking you've got the glory
And if you're blindfold could disappear
You'd realize I'm standing right here
Watch as the flowers on your bedside die
As the seasons rush by
They’ll wilt with our forgotten love
As depressing as a black dove
As depressing as a black dove
As depressing as a black dove
As depressing as our...love.
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