Charles B.

After two tabs, we went into a trance
The thing in my closet tends to self-medicate
My more depressive side can't be controlled
The portraits started to crack
I swear I loved her, but she chose to leave

Where were you when God abandoned me?
When the clouds in the sky lost their color
When the junkies in the neighborhood hugged me because I needed warmth
The flowers in the garden have wilted
The birds don't sing, they've gone silent
I’m feeling really messed up even if I look calm
I hate this sobriety, I wish I was high

Lately, I've been crying to my notebook
Lately, I've been thinking about you too much
When you left, you left the door open
And I lost my sanity along with my keys and lock
I've tried to forget you by hooking up with others, but it hasn't worked

The Rivotril slowly sinks to the bottom of the Tonayán
No matter how much they shook me, they couldn't find it
I have wounds that haven't healed
A few have started to rot
Things haven't changed in case you think of coming back

We're flying low
Sometimes just to get by, and other times not even for a damn taco
Every line sounds sadder than the last
It's been a while since the sun came out
And if love wilts, then why not the flowers?

Why not the flowers?
Why not the flowers?
Why not the flowers?