Hole - Petals

She's the angel on top
Of the tree
Sugarheart here she comes
She's going to fall on me
Innocence was on 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

They will make you so so cynical
The fire burns the flesh destroys
The past that made us old
She's the grace of this world
She's too pure
For the wrecks 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

Hey, 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 lillies 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