What have I done? I took a gun and shot a man dead. I know it’s cold, but you don’t know what that man did. He stole the sun and one by one I saw my flowers die. And so I drove up to his home breezed in on fireballs and explosions If I catch his brother(s) nosin’, I know it’s wrong, but just supposin’ Gettin your cut in it, just one row of it, nectar so sweet you dip your toes in it. Til one morning you’ve finally stolen it. They took your sweet flower. With petals so thin that never hurt no one. And they won’t again. Not again.
Oh woe is me! What do I see? What have I become? Many a dream of men in green but never seeing BA! I never knew what I would do if I’m pushed too far. And now I know. I made it so deep in these fires. So alone. I’ve realized you’ll never know the name of this song or who’s composin’ it. Time bomb threes as if they’ve frozen it. Far from me to rub your nose in it. If they ask you why you’ve chosen it. They took your sweet flower. With petals so thin that never hurt no one. And won’t again. Not again.