Lately I haven’t noticed when it’s dark out
We’ve been shrouded by a dark cloud
And I’m feeling a flood
Maybe I need to get back to my baby
I need a hug from my old lady
Someone to love
We’ve got the kindling
But no flint to spark it
Still held by the guys who
Crashed the housing market
We call it how we see it
We break the circle
Roses are red and
Violets are purple
You can throw obstacles
Any hurdle we jump over
Nothing matters to us except each other
We call it how we see it
We break the circle
Roses are red and violets…
Right now, I feel like it’s do or die
Now or never, me oh my
The end of what?
I know it’s my own fucking problem
Don’t want you to get involved in
Unless it’s what you want
When you were my age
You had to walk uphill to school both ways
But now things aren’t at all the same
They’re bringing guns in and shooting up the place
We’ve got the kindling
But no flint to spark it
Still held by the guys who
Crashed the housing market
We call it how we see it
We break the circle
Roses are red and
Violets are purple
You can throw obstacles
Any hurdle we jump over
Nothing matters to us except each other
We call it how we see it
We break the circle
Roses are red and violets…