For all of my noise I am nothing more than a sensitive child

I'm sorry, I'm tired, guess I haven't slept in a while

It's hard to be honest with myself

But I should have been honest with you

Of all of the flowers I planted, doubt was the brightest to bloom

I never had too much to offer to you

So lay me, restless inside the cage that my body will make

Of my bones as I slowly waste away

Sorry my darling, I'm still so afraid

That the flowers you've grown on the grave of our love

Will remain long after my memory fades

I promise, someday I will make up for all the mistakes I have made