Laying in settled dust
I don't know where i stand, so i'll fall for you instead
i have to follow my heart, as ive already lost my head
butterflies turned to anchors, to way down my heart
i refuse to believe that this was wrong from the start
ya say i chopped ya wings n wouldnt let ya fly
but ya said at the start that my love got you high.
sorry if i blocked ya way, but i dont think thats true
ya wanted an excuse to turn me your favourite shade of blue
i don't know where i stand, so i still lay in this settled dust
a bed you claim i made myself through total lack of trust
and through bitterness and spite i've burned my bridges down
left you where the grass is green and friends are all around.
but now im kinda happy here, making angels in my dust
so dont look back or spare a thought, go do what you must
go and find someone new i'll wish you both the best of luck
smiling and making angels, its someone elses head you'll fuck
and though your pretty now, so ya can make em pay
i'll be there to laugh at ages irreversible decay.
making angels in my dust, waiting for that day
i'm biding my time till the favour starts to sway
