The Aftermath

Garden's been turning gray
And i'm constantly afraid
I don't know where i've been
It's planted in me like a sin

The aftermath is a lot like lying
Keep yourself together when you feel like dying

But i can't
Not in the aftermath

You're bringing flowers to a funeral
You planned yourself but you don't plan to go
You gutted me like you caught a fish
Still that's something i wish

If i could remove the parts you touched
You're right to say that i wouldn't be much
Oh i'm glad that i rarely saw your face
Every time you put me in my place

The aftermath is a lot like lying
Keep yourself together when you feel like dying
The aftermath is a lot like screaming
You toss and turn pretending that your dreaming

But i can't
Not in the aftermath