King Street

Camomile in your palms
 But you ruin it with every chance
 Spit blood on the floor
 And throw their bodies in the morgue
 Had our conversation
 Sat in the car park
 Well I told you I'd stay here
 So you've got someone to rely on
 And you see vanilla skies
 Burning holes into your eyes
 Hair still tucked inside your shirt
 But you don't mind
 And i saw vanilla skies
 But I've got other things in sight
 You send me bullets
 But I send you flowers
 I'm all choked up
 And I can't say the things I want
 ('cos) You send me bullets
 But I send you flowers
 I'm all choked up
 And I can't say all the things I want
 You told me your brother overdosed
 You wish that you spoke a little more
 But let him rest easy now
 And just focus on yourself
 Had our conversation
 Sat in your garden
 Well I told you I'd stay here
 But I guess that's my problem
 And you see vanilla skies
 Burning holes into your eyes
 Hair still tucked inside your shirt
 But you don't mind
 And i saw vanilla skies
 But I've got other things in sight
 You send me bullets
 But I send you flowers
 I'm all choked up
 And I can't say the things I want
 ('cos) You send me bullets
 But I send you flowers
 I'm all choked up
 And I can't say all the things I want
 I'm all choked up
 And I can't say all the things I want
 No, I can't say
 The things I want
 No, I can't say
 The things I want
 Oh you send me bullets
 I can't say the things I want