Ice bucket thrower, straight jacket on a
Can I try you on for size?
I look good in lace and leather
You look good when we're together
But I'm dead behind the eyes
There was a garden here

Can we do this one more time?
I'm still here on Sunday morning
If it's just to see the dawning
Of the colour in your eyes
There was a flower here

Not five years ago
Is this how your story goes?
Don't get paid just tell me so
Put your cold feet on the concrete

Put your hands on the bricks of water and sand
Cos this is no-man's land
You don't understand
Put your cold feet on the concrete

Put your hands on the bricks of water and sand
Cos this is no-man's land
and you don't understand it

Cherry Blossom, bluebirds in a tree
Joke stocking filler, true passion killer
Can I try you on for size?
I look good in lace and leather
You look good when we're together
But I'm dead behind the eyes
There was a garden here

Yea uh she said wanna try me
I'm about to loose it come and find me
Don't take nothing lightly
I think there's something right behind me
Waiting for my death I hope it's timely
Baby why you changing your min
I got tears in my eyes
Blind leading the blind
Whey ain't you reading the signs
You don't believe in me
Shit you could fuck this up so easily
Yea when the wind blows
I hear you whisper in my ear
Soon as I turn around it's too late
You disappear another year
But that's the way that she goes
Changing her mind cos her feet getting cold
Make up your mind baby or leave me alone
Yea I need a season to grow

Cherry blossom, bluebirds in a tree
Ice bucket thrower
Straight jacket on a
Can I try you on for size?

Copyright: O/B/O DistroKid
Writer(s): Bryony Jobes, Chris Poggi