I don’t know who let you in
You’re too bold to give a shit
The sound of the ocean makes you smile
While the smell of seaweed’s on your mind
You run your hand against my cheek
You want my fingers on your lips
So let me take you to the sand
Before the California sun is gone
I don’t want to know
If you fall down in your own roses
I don’t want to know
When you fall down in your own roses
The scripted memories I found
From my brain to call on them
The bit of roses isn’t shy
But they aren’t used to being dry
I watch the way you bite your lips
Your lipstick cracks with every kiss
The morning sun is on the hills
As I turn my key to let you in
I don’t want to know
If you fall down in your own roses
I don’t want to know
When you fall down in your own roses
I know you can’t understand the way I am
But you assume to know what I do
And I don’t want that kind of man
I don’t want you in my life
I only loved you for one night
A flower blooms before it dies
But you don’t know that I don’t want to be with you
I don’t want to know
If you fall down in your own roses
I don’t want to know
When you fall down in your own roses