Goodbye morning rose,
Hello vanity
Curse that pretty song
That put you in this sleep
Girl says she wants to die,
You wanna know but you won't ask why
She laughs at broken bones
You think she's cool but she's all alone

Walking on our own,
We'll find a hole to call a home
I don't want to go
But our time is running low

Eyes will pierce a hole
Through your skin and your jet black soul

Goodbye morning rose, hello vanity
Curse that pretty song that put you in this sleep