Three shiny bullets A mile and train I think of you I think of yelling Of roses and scratches Too tired to say goodbye Daisies, Daisies, Daisies Feathers between fingers Just an annoying little girl Polishing the silverware I wanted to help you I wanted to hold you You wouldn’t even cry Daisies, daisies, daisies Happy and bright Happy, so happy Ashes and soot Roses and thorns are us But you gave me, game me gave me Daisies, daisies, daisies The ripples your toes make In the cold, cold lake The strings break Neither of us can wait A letter and an empty closet No more hearing your screams I won’t share your nightmare Daisies, daisies, daisies Asleep in the armchair It’s just a piece of metal But you’ve kept it all these years Diamonds and silk Say what they will But we ruled the world Daisies, Daisies, Daisies Petals and stems Petals so soft Loves me, but stands me not Roses and thorns are us But you gave me, gave me, gave me Daisies, daisies, daisies Crescent moon Ink on your face At our fingertips Fighting with smiles Who are they to be happy? Daisies, they die Daisies we burn Daisies we shoot Three shiny bullets A blade, a sheath A blade so tempting Love you, need to live Roses and thorns are us But you gave me, gave me, gave me And I gave you up |