Milk For Flowers

I came clean with her
 I did it on my knees
 Holding on to love, I could see
 Someone said the music was old
 I didn't hear it play for so long
 I feel like a nun picking roses
 And he never comes when he promises
 This milk is too warm for the night
 So much to learn, am I holding you right?
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 Film is so obscene I don't watch it anymore
 I have a video that plays just for me
 I picked a dance with violence, it moved out of time
 I have guilt, and that guilt is mine
 I'd do it again, I don't need happiness
 Now forget what I said
 And after this was born here
 I feel like a nun picking roses
 And he never comes when he promises
 This milk is too warm for the night
 So much to learn, am I holding you right?
 And I miss you so much
 I feel like a nun picking roses
 And he never comes when he promises
 This milk is too warm for the night
 So much to learn, am I hurting you?
 I feel like a nun picking roses
 And he never comes when he promises
 The older the night, the more it flowers
 And after this was born here
 And here
 And here
 And here