Wallflower

I twist and turn to get away A fire burns in this old place You're glued to the wall The thought could kill us all It's strange how you make that twisted face I thought about it gave you all my grace You're so sick of running And I'm sick of your face That feeling's so acerbic Your dry and bitter taste You writhe up and cower My little wallflower I know I miss you But words are hard to say I said I love you But I know you'll run away And it was only Wednesday When I saw you at the play Your hair was shining And your lips were beaming I knew I had it all But all for the wrong reasons I know it's fall But can we make it past the season? It's like I'm not there at all Cause you're glued to the wall You writhe up and cower, my little wallflower I'm not a Shaman So don't take too much from me I'm not a poet So my words aren't so clean I'm not a god So don't try to worship me I'm just a man Who nestles up under a tree Your words are soft And you're sweet like tangerines I'm just a man So you know I can't compete If God gave me his powers And I killed the cold and weak Would you still be my wallflower? Please save us, we're so cold and weak We're so cold and weak We're so cold and weak We're so cold and weak We're so cold and weak