owned by timeown a thing - make it yoursbut don't forget it's also ours,theirs and hers and his and minebut in the end it's owned by Time.
one petal missingwhy do I remember everyeccentricity? I connectyou with worlds I see,wondering why you can'tshare them with meno matter how I clean,the residue is stillthere- under my couch,under my chair, insidemy veins, knotted inmy hairit does not matter to youwho lives in the housewe built without meyou have made mecrazy and needy andleft me bleedingyou still bring thesewords out of me.i never learn. it'sstill there - the flourishon your y's and d'sand l's...how medievalof you. but you gotthem all. you got me.has she started to bleed?i have one now whoclaims me a daisy.a daisy in a meadowwith one petal missing.i like him alot sometimesand others i want himto fix the missing petal.but you took that.he said only i couldfix it...let the daisydie and grow again.he challenged me...was i ready for theseasons to change?
no room in this houseain't no love in this house tonightsilent screams hold me downI got alot to live for butthe but is still therethere are no dreams in this head tonighti got a heart full of icewish my baby were here tonightbut i sent him awayto another timeto another placeain't no room in this house tonighti can only see 3 feet in front of mei know that you'd be, but i can'tthere's no room in this house tonightthe windows, doors are slammed shutthere's no room in this heart tonightit's snowing and yes still full of icethere's no god in my head tonighti guess I will have to sufficethere's no room in house tonightit's up to the ceiling, yeahdon't know how all this shit got in herebut there's no room in this house tonightsay goodbyesay goodnightthere's no room in this house tonightno you can't come inthere's no love in this heart tonightso just turn the other waythere's no knock on that door tonightjust another lonely boyand another lonely girl tonightwho saw it comingwe al
your damage queenput on the sideleft to rothow i'd love to crash theparty tonightstomp on your happy homewith my two ton bootsleave a hole the sizeof what you've left in me, seedon't you dare call me baby, becausethis one wants you to cry to sleeptorment your dreamsand give you what you fucking needright up to the moment you bleedfrom the tiny lie that eats you upto the filthy thoughts you think, you fucki will be your damage queeni will keep you next to me.