King Street

Camomile in your palms But you ruin it with every chance Spit blood on the floor And throw their bodies in the morgue Had our conversation Sat in the car park Well I told you I'd stay here So you've got someone to rely on And you see vanilla skies Burning holes into your eyes Hair still tucked inside your shirt But you don't mind And i saw vanilla skies But I've got other things in sight You send me bullets But I send you flowers I'm all choked up And I can't say the things I want ('cos) You send me bullets But I send you flowers I'm all choked up And I can't say all the things I want You told me your brother overdosed You wish that you spoke a little more But let him rest easy now And just focus on yourself Had our conversation Sat in your garden Well I told you I'd stay here But I guess that's my problem And you see vanilla skies Burning holes into your eyes Hair still tucked inside your shirt But you don't mind And i saw vanilla skies But I've got other things in sight You send me bullets But I send you flowers I'm all choked up And I can't say the things I want ('cos) You send me bullets But I send you flowers I'm all choked up And I can't say all the things I want I'm all choked up And I can't say all the things I want No, I can't say The things I want No, I can't say The things I want Oh you send me bullets I can't say the things I want