Perennials

Feels like every second I let you down Twenty four seven I'm making you miserable I'm conditioned to hear that sound A slight hesitation that tells me you're cynical Black heart with your beautiful eyes I buried your flowers and knew they would die I was pitiful I considered you mine I've been running I can't stomach Thinking of that summer A dead sentiment My heads deafening Thinking of that summer I'm sentimental for promises that were unkept So bury me in the past You had perennials growing next to your front steps But nothing can ever last 'Cause I know Idealistic versions of you die slow And my eyes Can never be trusted 'Cause they find hope In unrealistic places I design Feels like every second I let you down Twenty four seven I'm making you miserable I'm conditioned to hear that sound A slight hesitation that tells me you're cynical Black heart with your beautiful eyes I buried your flowers and knew they would die I was pitiful I considered you mine I'm dying underneath of a bridge that we never built I'm trying to not to speak with the demons left from your guilt But they're calling me I hid in the haven inside your mind You apologized in vain but you didn't say it in time They follow me now 'Cause I know Idealistic versions of you die slow And my eyes Can never be trusted 'Cause they find hope In unrealistic places I design Feels like every second I let you down Twenty four seven I'm making you miserable I'm conditioned to hear that sound A slight hesitation that tells me you're cynical Black heart with your beautiful eyes I buried your flowers and knew they would die I was pitiful I considered you mine Black heart Beautiful eyes Perennials left here to die I was pitiful I considered you mine Hold it together Cold with the weather October forever Over the terror, I'm part of it now