She's the angel on
Top of the tree
Sugar-heart, here she comes
She's going to fall on me
Innocence was our fire
We told the truth
I miss the sweet boys
In the summer of their youth
Tear the petals off of you
And make you tell the truth
Tear the petals off of you
Tear the petals off of you
And make you tell the truth
Tear the petals off of you
They will make you so
So cynical
The fire burns the flesh
Destroy the best in me that's old
She's the grace of this world
She's too pure
For the likes of this world
This world is a whore
Tear the petals off of you
And make you tell the truth
Tear the petals off of you
Tear the petals off of you
And make you tell the truth
Tear the petals off of you
Ah, it's all mine and
Hey, it's all mine and
Help, it's all mine
I never knew what I could be
All the darling buds of May
They fall with no sound
They carry you down
They carry you down
All the lilies bloomed and blossomed
Wilted and they're shivering
I can't stop their withering
Oh, this world is a war
Tear the petals off of you
And make you tell the truth
Tear the petals off of you
Tear the petals off of you
Make you tell the truth
Tear the petals off of you
Tear the petals off of you
And make you tell the truth
Tear the petals off of you