Nympheas

To you, lover Growing flowers on plexiglas Your misspelled name in the papers folded A crown for their saviour Burn the king and blaze your heart for us all There was a crack There was a hole in the window and all that danced was the dust The dust and the feeling of abandon You are the dancers in sunlight The waltz of one million sparks You are the sound of the choir Singing the days ahead, rising on peculiar lust I want to sing by your side I want to burn this world down All older romances claimed dibs on the truth But nothing they say means a thing to you Like a whole bunch of exes, they chant "You'd better not forget" You run, you run, you run, you run No wonder why you feel so fucked up sometimes You're chasing bright colors over dirty blues Singing praises to everyone, but you There was a crack There was a hole in the window and all I possessed was the dust They put a price on its beauty They put a price on its beauty All older romances claimed dibs on the truth But nothing they say means a thing to you Like a whole bunch of exes, they chant "You'd better not forget" You run, you run, you run, you run No wonder why you feel so fucked up sometimes You're chasing bright colors over dirty blues Singing praises to everyone, but you