It’s not hard to see inside of me
I’m just an empty vase needing seed
But you can leave me here and all alone
I can take care of myself on my own

So don’t try to give me your dead flowers
They are so artificial as you
If you want to pretend I’m adorned
Just see that they’re turning blue
They’re turning blue

And all this shit, and all this garbage
And everything you throw on me
Like my outside and like my inside
We both we know what you can see

So don’t try to give me your dead flowers
They are so artificial as you
If you want to pretend I’m adorned
Just see that they’re turning blue
They’re turning blue, turning blue
More than me, like as you
They’re turning blue