White Flowers

White flowers on the lamppost

What bliss to be alive

Yeah, we've got war stories

But who’ll hear them

Tonight you're killing the vibe and when we're old

No one will go near them

Or near us

But medals rust

So keep on with the fight and stop making a fuss

To closing bells I feel compelled

No man left on the shelves in the war against ourselves

’Cause we're flowers on the lamppost

White flowers on the lamppost

Bliss to be alive

What bliss to be alive

'Cause we're flowers on the lamppost

White flowers on the lamppost

Bliss to be alive

What bliss to be alive

Flowers in the rain

Flowers in the rain

Flowers in the rain

Flowers in the rain

Flowers in the rain

Flowers in the rain

I was dreaming of you...

She's kissed any number of men through me

Through red, sore lips and gritted teeth

You were always underneath

But I've never loved enough to care, I swear

I swear

I've never loved enough to care

Always that one friend who pays for the others

A martyr to the night

While you're deep undercover

But I’ve never loved enough to care, I swear

I swear

I’ve never loved enough to care

Got any more of those Gavin Hills

There are no more Gavin Hills

Got any more of those Gavin Hills

There are no more Gavin Hills

'Cause we’re flowers on the lamppost

White flowers on the lamppost

Bliss to be alive

What bliss to be alive

I was dreaming of you...

Do me right and I'll make sure that heaven holds you

We're bound for life and I was always dreaming of you

We're flowers in the rain

White flowers in the rain

Flowers in the rain

Do me right and I’ll make sure that heaven holds you

We're bound for life and I was always dreaming of you

We're flowers in the rain

White flowers in the rain

Flowers in the rain

I was dreaming of you...

Flowers in the rain

Flowers in the rain

Flowers in the rain

Flowers in the rain

Flowers in the rain

Flowers in the rain

I was dreaming of you...