as pale petals bout to fall off.

Hopefully I'll get used to this

hoax that our lovemade.

Wind whines through broken tips

as our memories die off.

Hopefully you'll get used to my

hugs - meaning good-bye.

Loves me, loves me not.

Tried to get a rise out of

magnolia petals but

soon scattered them over you.

Watch me fall & drop away.

-Dropped me bad.

-Dropped me bad.

-Dropped me bad.

Full of tears shall be stream.

Life ends up La cri mo sa

Shattered heart, burnt my life out.

Why you still my remedy.

Loves me, loves me not.

Tried to get a rise out of

magnolia petals but

soon scattered them over you.

Watch me fall & drop away.

Hear me cry,

Our love's dead dried....