I plucked a dandelion
They called me a destroyer
Should’ve left the beauty of nature to herself.
The icy windows stared blank
I put a ribbon on them
They called it grafiti
Should’ve kept beauty to myself.
Your tears were falling
I offered you a shoulder
You called me a creep
You called me a creep, a pervert
You called me a creep, a pervert, that’s it
Should’ve left your beauty untouched by my love.
The sun-kissed soul broke my heart
What do they call this?
They called me a cheater ‘cause boys will be boys
I deserved it that’s right,
I deserved it that’s right, a piece of junk the world won’t look on
I lay on the broken ground with no more a tear
Should’ve kept all the beauty I’ve poured out unconditionally.