Billy Howerdel - Poison Flowers

I tend to rescue
It's just the part I play
Allure of the train wreck
Can't look away
Breath taken, eyes closed
Prepared to submerge
Crafting excuses once more
To clear the path for your return

I was the engine and you drove me recklessly
The glass on the asphalt is all that is left me
I was the instrument you already knew how to play
Continually surprised it always ends this way

I'm redirecting my energy from these
These poison flowers
And back to things and those who truly matter
I'm redirecting my energy from these
These poison flowers
And back to things and those who truly matter

I must confess my sisters and brothers
Our demons play nice with each other
The glorious allure, the pleasure and the shame

I'm reconsidering

These were the Angels I cast out before I knew
Painted as killers and whores from stories untrue
Pouched from the sideline slide into this circus in vain
Hooked on the drama they whisper like cocaine
Facts have been shredded, it's too hard to find the truth
Search for those Angels I cast out before I knew (Before I knew)

I'm redirecting my energy from these
These poison flowers
And back to things and those who truly matter
I'm redirecting my energy from these
These poison flowers
And back to things and those who truly matter

These were the Angels I cast out before I knew
Painted as killers and whores from stories untrue
Pouched from the sideline slide into this circus in vain
Hooked on the drama they whisper like cocaine