Chrysanthemum beside the gutter here in North Town
You look so lovely with the junkies in the foreground
Chrysanthemum beside my foot out in the back yard
You look so scared I think I'll stay and be your lifeguard

Chrysanthemum

Bluebell beneath the weeds that grow up through the concrete
I took my knife and cut the roots so you could see me
Bluebell beneath the skies of Hollywood and
Vine
You tried so hard the people lied, the people lied

Chrysanthemum

Breathe deep, don't drown
Feels cold, no sound
Breathe deep, don't drown
Feels cold, no sound

You don't remember? You were there, and we were together