BEN SCOTT - Wilting Flowers Lyrics

Never trust a thought you have indoors
When you're out your mind, and you're f*cking bored
I looked to you and saw a lie
But not before you left, you bled me dry

I let you convince myself I'm lost,
Without a chance to count the cost,
And now the flowers start to wilt

I was walking down a double line
Without a clue, to what I'd find
I've been missing what's in front of me
But now I see, where I'm supposed to be

I let you convince myself I'm lost,
Without a chance to count the cost,
And now the flowers start to wilt

I played the game you made and now I've lost my way
Became a mirror for your desire so you'd stay
This phantom feeling has me on the floor again
So this is how it ends...