Take these flowers I don't need them anymore Take them and put them on our grave May they be a reminder of our non-existent history Rest in peace, wicked memory I could have sworn that I had seen you smiling Somewhere in between those twilight shades Everything makes more sense to me when it's not there And I have to recall my memory It was dead before we even started feeling Things we could have never felt at all I was dead before I even started feeling Things I could have never felt at all I could have sworn that I had seen you smiling Somewhere in between those twilight shades Everything makes more sense to me when it's not there And I have to recall my memory It was dead before we even started feeling Things we could have never felt at all I was dead before I even started feeling Things I could have never felt at all I'm not capable of the love you're searching for (bis) I'm not shaped enough for the love you're searching for (bis) It was dead before we even started feeling Things we could have never felt at all I was dead before I even started feeling Things I could have never felt at all