Ornament

I rest my head
To feel the slide
Waiting slowly, will this die?
I don't want to hold your hand anymore
If I stare too long
I might see her
If I stare too long
Your face might burn in mine

For what? The moment's gone
Seeds are all I have
For what? The memory's mine

I left this here
For you to see
My spine knew that your smile was fake
But I won't hold your hand anymore
If I stare too long
I might see her
If I stare too long
Your face might burn in mine

For what? The moment's gone
Seeds are all I have
For what? The memory's mine

To hold hands with an empty promise
Is to leave what's yours to wilt
To hold hands with you
With you

I lent myself to you
You left me here
I lent myself to you
You left me here
I lent myself
I lent myself
I lent myself to you
I lent myself to you

For what? The moment's gone
Seeds are all I have
For what? The memory's mine

For what?
For what?