Goodbye morning rose, Hello vanity Curse that pretty song That put you in this sleep Girl says she wants to die, You wanna know but you won't ask why She laughs at broken bones You think she's cool but she's all alone Walking on our own, We'll find a hole to call a home I don't want to go But our time is running low Eyes will pierce a hole Through your skin and your jet black soul Goodbye morning rose, hello vanity Curse that pretty song that put you in this sleep