Cry For You

Daydreaming of butterflies and everything I used to hate,
A perfect hell of clumsy words that learned to resist these flames,
Just cut my skin and pour some ink so we can last forever
I know it’s over, oh how I know it, but it’s hard to swallow a “never”

And I’ll drive way home to lay some flowers on my stone;
A selfish heartless new lie: I’m far too young to cry for love,
For hopeless girls: I won’t cry for you.

They’re smiling now as if they knew I’m lying, they know my secret
As I’ve been trying to hide my deepest fears behind a middle finger
But did you read the letters I sent or save my yellowed picture?
I know it’s over but there’s comfort now as I smile in my regret

And I’ll drive way home to lay some flowers on my stone;
A selfish heartless new lie: I’m far too young to cry for love,
For hopeless girls: I won’t cry for you.

Avoiding all the glasses and the friendly rocks they throw,
I’m just happy to be alone and I’m still sad when I’m alone

And then I’ll drive way home to lay some flowers on my stone;
A selfish heartless new lie: I’m far too young to cry for love,
For hopeless girls: I won’t cry for you.