I planted a seed onto my arm
The stems attaching to my veins
The rose is growing
Flowing in its own mighty
But I feel pain
Pain of the thorns growing from my veins
I shall endure
Endure it all
Its cutting my skin
I am bleeding through
As it blossoms in perfection
I shall cut it
And give it...
...to her with love

It was all worth it

Worth it?
No...
She decided to throw my rose into the trash

I finally understood
When she found the fake guy
Bleeding out diamonds
A rose wasn't enough for her

As I started to move on
Another girl picked that broken rose
And duct taped it
Placed it in her heart
While we both disappear...