WELL I HEARD YOU’RE ALRIGHT, GETTING ON WITH LIFE, AND I’M NOT SURPRISED PULLED OFF YOUR CROWN OF THORNS, THE CROSS YOU BEAR, THE LOSS YOU WEAR ON THE INSIDE
WELL SOMETIMES YOU BURN WITHOUT WATER IN BLACKEST OF NIGHTS WITHOUT LIGHT GO, AND THE DAM WILL BREAK AND YOU CRAWL BACK, A ROSE IN YOUR HAND
(YEAH)
IN MY MIND, IT’S STILL SUMMERTIME WITH FIREFLIES AND ENDLESS SKIES I’M AFRAID THAT I I’LL WAIT THERE I’LL WAIT THERE THE REST OF MY LIFE
WELL SOMETIMES YOU BURN WITHOUT WATER IN BLACKEST OF NIGHTS WITHOUT LIGHT GO, THEN THE DAM WILL BREAK AND YOU CRAWL BACK, A ROSE IN YOUR HAND
(YEAH)
HOLES IN MY HANDS CAN’T HOLD ONTO ANYTHING CAN’T HOLD ON TO ANYTHING SO I WILL GO CALL YOUR FRIENDS CAUSE I CAN’T HOLD ANYONE CAN’T HOLD TO ANYONE WITH HANDS FULL OF HOLES