He said I still have all these things in my head
Only now I don't sing them
I wear them on my skin
He said more of the same please
But I can't follow this pace of his
Faces and busts
Faces and busts
Lost in the rosebush
How can cool be fun
How can cool be fun
Faces and busts
Faces and busts
Lost in the rosebush
How can cruel be fine
How can cruel be fine
He made me dream about distant worlds to uncover
But never once did he smile during this encounter
Faces and busts
Faces and busts
Lost in the rosebush
How can cool be fun
How can cool be fun
Faces and busts
Faces and busts
Lost in the rosebush
How can cruel be fine by you
How can cruel be fine
I take everything I have and I put it in a box oh
I take everything I have and I put it in a box oh
