To think about the time when I messed with your heartbeat,
And think about the days when my poison tasted sweet.
The sparks of your love so platonic tried to bring me paradise,
My naive young heart buried all of them and called it sacrifice.
I cried myself to doors of hell that I couldn't make it all up to you,
I only thought that you'll bloom again when you find someone new.
The lost lustre in your eyes haunts me every day and night,
You thought I was your only one till l let you fall out of my sight.
I eclipsed your land of love with my dreadful bargaining,
I think I was still out of all my senses even at our re beginning.
You tried everything in your power just to prove me wrong,
My wicked roses are to blame that now we're a sad song.
But now that all my wicked roses died of grief and pain,
Every flower that I water wants you to trust me again.
