She gives good advice,
I trust her so much.
She says live it up while you can.
Be yourself, have fun,
You're not done,
Can't get out that easy.
She didn't say this,
But that's what I hear
From her not-so-comforting words:
Stop and smell the roses.
But when I do,
It seems like I only get hurt by a thorn.
Stop and smell the roses,
I try to,
I tell her,
But I can't tell anything from what she says next.
To me,
Life's like an hourglass
Glued to the table,
Can't tip it over,
To get more if you're able.
'Cause no one is able,
No, not in this life,
And you're stuck here forever,
Life chooses how long forever is.
And something tells me that
Time's running out,
The last pieces fell into their places,
Grains of sand slowly falling away,
So it may all end today.
And the best secrets are ones that
Start out as a lie,
Like this fate of mine, now decided for me.
No, I'd never kill myself.
There's your lie right there,
And now it is my own little secret.
Turning into my ill-chosen fate.
Stop and smell the roses,
Everytime I do
I prick my finger on the thorns,
Seems like that happens so often in life.
Did you ever notice life
Has a lie in it?
