I'm gonna leave you behind with the betrayal
I with the money, and I'll get mine
New girls, though nothing is real anymore
I give to them and they give to me
That flower doesn't want to fall in love
Doesn't want to fall in love
She wilted the roses that I gave her
They turn their backs and then wanna come back
Not even the syrup sweetens anymore
To put to sleep the feeling that it gives me
Went into the ashes of the memory
She wilted the roses that I gave her