Flowers On My Bedside

Well, I fled the town

That I was born in

I took no interest in staying

For that, I was sure

Well, I had not known this upheaval

Till I saw the tower burning

An unwelcome sight to most I know

And I've been contemplating

Is my shadow moving?

And does the light still catch your wall?

There's been a stillness here inside me

But I can feel the heat now, it's climbing

Well, I bet it won't be long before it falls

Well, I'm afraid my glass is often empty

It don't take me much to cry

Maybe I would feel okay

Had I told myself that it won't work out this time

Well, I'm so good at spending all my love on

Those whose love for me has dried

Like the flowers on my bedside

Well, I was happy to think

Of what we might look like

Well, in July

With our backs to the wall

Now the thing that's keeping me here and so tired's

How fast people can change their minds

I guess we all share the same ugly, we are all just liars

So, did you hear my voice?

Was it just something to look at?

Well, either way

I expected more

And now I'm going down in this spiral

Will you be glad upon my arrival?

Or have you already turned the key and locked the door?

Well, I'm afraid my glass is often empty

And it don't take me much to cry

Maybe I would feel okay

Had I told myself that it won't work out this time

Well, I'm so good at spending all my love on

Those whose love for me has dried

Like the flowers on my bedside

Like the flowers on my bedside