No Rome
Things Aren’t So Beautiful Now
Me and my friends are getting high
But I’m still feeling all alone
I wanna go
I wanna lay here by your side
But all the thorns are poking me
Dont wanna die
Alone

I’m on the front seat of the car
Thinking bout you and no one else
How am i suppose
To know
That you already have a flower on your head
So now I’m feeling all alone