I was looking out the window today
I was thinking all the things that you say
I was feeling just fine
Right before you cut me like light
I fall right down the middle
Like gray divided by light
Yours black and white
But I'm not that girl
But I'm not that sure
But I'm not waiting on your perfect
Chopped oak tree
I want to keep the resin of me
I was looking out the window today
I was thinking all the things that you say
I was feeling just fine
Right before you cut me
Like light
I fall right down the middle
Like gray divided by light
Yours black and white
But I'm not that girl
But I'm not that sure
But I'm not waiting on your
Perfect chopped oak tree
I want to keep the resin of me
The flowers dont lie
The flowers just want to bleed sacrifice
The flowers don't lie
The flowers don't lie
Was she too much in this room?
Was she too much in your view?
Was she too much in this room?
Was she too much in your view?
Was she too much in this room
Was she too much in your view
Was she too much in this room
Was she too much?