Cold
Shoulder
Wet
Feet
You're one
Tough cookie
I may never
Eat
Daisies are nice to have
To show them off, I mean
Don't touch the daises
Or they won't stay clean
Blue is how I feel
Green is not my way
Tears are now my friend
Motives don't go very far
As I see you through
The window shades my view
I meekly trespass your yard
Dogs sleep, no guard
Out of my mind
Out of my brain
How long is this love
Taking?
Out of my skin
Out of my veins
Doesn't happen soon I'll
Go insane
