You'll never stop painting faces in misted glass I'll trace the place where your hands were And that'll be our sky's smile Wallflowers bloom, then die soon after Wilt, wither, rot Ear-piercing laughter You love me not When will I matter I just blather on and on and on (I was wanting more) Somebody make it stop If love could be Steadfast in the face of the passage of time and its corrosion Chemicals in my mind telling me I'm fine Numb my mind, sweet lotus fruit Wallflowers bloom, then die soon after Wilt, wither, rot Ear-piercing laughter You love me not When will I matter I just blather on and on and on (I was wanting more) (Let's be quiet) Somebody make it stop I was lentic wanting more I was wanting more