i have a garden of dead roses, wanna come?

i need someone

i have lots of roses

they look sad

but if i smile and laugh enough it's not that bad

I stay here

on this night

holding a flower, with my bleeding hand, really tight

my heart still bleeds

i have my own needs

waiting for someone

am i doing this right?

my negativeness i'll try to fight

i miss chasing a thief that stole my heart

now i miss not dealing with the the grief

.

take me back to a moment of my life

where i could smile

ohhh

i'm still waiting for someone

that might never come