Pink Rose Fragrance

Feels like we're on the up

And yet it manages to be a big fucking nothing

Circular spectacle

Sitting soft on a shimmering joy

So simple its impossible

Take it out, beam it out, all across the world

(Ugh)

Short cut about to cost a whole lot more

(Yeah)

And I just hate it

Pink rose fragrance

Every one is a two, is a three four five

Your smile from the inside

I feel dumb

For the cards I dealt myself

For the recoil

For my hands

Disappoint

Dissociate

Ribs through my skin

The audience claps

My reality killed itself again (Uh huh)

Because I like to play pretend (Oh woah)

I don't wanna just be friends

(No, no)

Might turn off the door

Never see you again

Yeah

I forget that the universe is bigger than me

(I forget that the universe is bigger than me)

I cant bring myself to be happy

Ohhh

And I just hate it

Pink rose fragrance

Every one is a two, is a three four five

Your smile from the inside

Can I just get one more chance

I wanna try it again

I swear to god, can't let me die

To my insides