I stopped seeing white butterflies in your yard
But I can't seem to remember when, or how, or why
If I forget to blow your birthday candles out
Then at least that's one less thing for me to think about
But what you didn't tell me, I already found out
Your garden's rotting
Dirt was stolen by weeds
And I never thought about how
The wooden fence from your yard is starting to split apart
Should I take out the splinters now
The pearls on my wrist started splitting apart
But I can't seem to remember when, or how, or why
The windows in your walls are casting shadows of doubt
Write love letters to frames I've already forgotten all about
But what you didn't tell me, I already found out
Your garden's rotting
Dirt was stolen by weeds
And I never thought about how
The wooden fence from your yard is starting to split apart
Should I take out the splinters now
Should I take out the splinters now
Should I take out the splinters now
Should I take out the splinters now