[Verse]
For the times when they hit you
Face down in the ground with the wet suit
Plant seeds but the tree never grow fruit
Shouting but they all got you on mute
When they got you thinking, "Maybe
It could be me," that's the crazy
All the tears bled up
On the climb up
Dry up into nothing

[Pre-Chorus]
(Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah)
(Ah-ah-ah)
Nothing you understand
(Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah)
(Ah-ah-ah)
Nothing makes sense but

[Chorus]
Don't you know that nothing's really ever beautiful?
We're all just broken windows
What you see depends from where
You set your eye
I could see my blood on the floor
Or it might just be a
Rose