Theo Bleak - Curtains

I watered four dead plants every day
One’s heart so filled with hate
And if she could, she would sleep on my grave
Her soul falls down with the rain

She work far more make up on her face
I heard her voice on the train
Are you in love or just in pain?
I watered four dead plants every day

I search your name still
You’re mad at me in my mind
I search your name still
You’re mad at me in my mind
I’d do it all, just to stay out her way
She’s mind reading what I say

I search your namе still
You’re mad at me in my mind
I search your namе still
You’re mad at me in my mind

I’ll stand but not in the rain
Heaven is white grass and roses
A seat with your name on it
I’ll take you there, one Saturday
When we’re off work
But I’d rather stay on earth
Decay on earth
Than haunt you and your fucked ways

I search your name still
You’re mad at me in my mind
I search your name still
You’re mad at me in my mind
I search your name still
You’re mad at me in my mind
I search your name still
You’re mad at me in my mind
I search your name still
You’re mad at me in my mind
I search your name still
You’re mad at me in my mind
Could it get any worse?
Could it get any worse?
Could it get any worse?