Cross Your Heart

Still life, refracted light from the backs of your eyelids
You'd eat your stomach out
Where's your pride when you need it

Sad bright eyes
Are cherry blossoms
Your true love
Will never wake up

Sad bright eyes
Are cherry blossoms
Your true love
Will never wake up

Ultra violence with not a bit of Stockholm Syndrome
You'd be free now
You dilletante, you went and crossed your heart

Sad bright eyes
Are cherry blossoms
Your true love
Will never wake up

Sad bright eyes
Are cherry blossoms
Your true love
Will never wake up

It was in a dream
I melted into green

You'll never reflect them again
Cherry Blossom
Cross your heart and hope to die