Strawberry

I wouldn’t mind it
The end as we know
I’d dig my own grave
So your garden could grow
Dirt under my nails is soft on your skin

I wouldn’t stop you
From painting empty houses
Cause if you don’t
I know nobody else is
I’m still finding color

How does it feel?
How does it feel to be so…?
How does it feel?
How does it feel to be so…?

You remind me
I’m so very human
I thought I grew tired
You gave me sweet delusion

How does it feel?
How does it feel to be so…?
How does it feel?
How does it feel to be so…?

I’d give you more of what I don’t have
You already know, you’d never ask for it
I’d give you more of what I don’t have
You already know, you’d nevеr ask

How does it feel?
How does it feel to be so…?
How doеs it feel?
How does it feel to be so…?