Between the Roses

If you ever feel like I did when you slip between the cracks

Maybe then you’ll see how nothing stays intact

And when my life is over maybe you can understand

That I planned everything, but nothing went as planned

It’s nothing personal, I just want you to know

I tried to understand

You tortured me with the silence in your throat

And you tortured me with the stillness in your bones

You kicked the chair from underneath my feet

You must have seen the noose made out of roses that I wore to guarantee

That you couldn’t go, that you wouldn’t leave me all alone

Cause if you did, you’d see my body hanging just above the floor

Beside a note, to tell the world how terrible it was

To fall in love with someone capable of cutting out my tongue

Of cutting out my, of cutting out my tongue

So did you just forget, or do you really not remember

The bullets that we took so we could stay alive forever

And did you just forget, or do you really not remember

The poison that we drank, so that at least we’d die together

It’s comforting to fall asleep alone

And it’s comforting because it’s all I’ve ever known

If I should die before I wake

I pray to God my soul will find a peaceful place

Between the roses, between the roses

Because the earth is only pretty for so long

Between the roses, between the roses

You were the only one I’ll trust to sing along

To sing between the roses, sing my song

So did you just forget, or do you really not remember

The bullets that we took so we could stay alive forever

And did you just forget, or do you really not remember

The poison that we drank, so that at least we’d die together

As the sun went down, our hearts were heavy

We knew it was time, but I was not ready

To let you go, to say goodbye

To a love I thought would never die

You were quiet as hell and you looked so sad

As I kissed your lips with my regrets

In hopes that maybe we’d pretend

Forever never had to end

La, la, la, la, la

La, la, la, la, la la la la

That maybe we'd pretend

Our hope had died, but our love’s not dead

So grab your black umbrella and make your way down to the graveyard

Where you’ll find the tree to which I tied this rope

And nothing is for certain, that’s the only thing I know

But I’m certain that it’s time for me to go

It’s nothing personal, it simply hurts to know

That I will be alone