Frozen black orchids in her face I’ve been told to forget every golden memory
Whip my neck faster than urgency yeah sudden changes between you and me
Almost reliable then sudden loses, hugs stripped away during vulnerable nights I’m crushed
Marching unforgiving streets for us while she sleeps peacefully through every emergency
Animated with anything else, anyone else, not us
Potential stalled then hurled blame, blindsiding disease.
Turn around you’re going the wrong way, how many signs do you need?
How many signs?