Lemon Grove

As it decays
It drops in the street
With falling memories
They build a nest in your heart

Screaming in the walls (it's come to get you)
And you know (it’s come to get you)
And they left (it's come to get you)

And then you have no idea
It takes a toll intimate terrible
Fear of them all
Fear of them all
Fear of them all
Fear of them all

Balsam grows on the side
Balsam grows on the side

So sick of the motion to heal
Another pull off that sew the head back on there
Another flaccid emotional appeal
What do you think of that
While they shovel the dirt over your head?

So dear
So dear
So dear
So dear

Time waits in the dark room, time sleeps
Time waits in the dark room, time sleeps

And you feel like an asshole
Already down already broken

Little martyrs so short on time
Keyhole mothers and Valentine cards
Sink your navy in a pitch black moment
So unkind tonight

Check sunlight only scrapes past your eyes
Check no one waits anymore for you to move
Splitting headache at the thought of the line
Crack your skull on how they gave you the time