yellow, was your favorite color
as it crept into your eyes

the hepatitis was setting such a bitter sweet surprise,
now you'll get the flowers that you've always wanted,
now you'll get the flowers that you've always wanted.

AND THE ROSES WILL FALL;
down from our hands
to their resting place, unharmed .. cause

it's only six feet deep
blood red was mine a tragic description of what i cry
passion and pain are now one in the same

your yellow, is the color of lies,

- i'm sick of your crying and tired of fighting and all of this time don't know i'm still trying to hol on to whats left of you (truth)