[Chorus]
And I can't smell the roses
Cos every florist in town shut down
And I can't see the woods for the trees
Cos there ain't any near my house

[Verse 1]
Well I watched a documentary on intrusive thoughts
And now I keep thinking if I jump
Will I be caught by the self-fulfilling prophecy?
I'm self-indulgent obviously
E+MCs=Care-free elation
The 'E'=Empty and scared hibernation
We're building something real here and writing under pressure
It's working, on paper

[Chorus]
And I can't smell the roses
Cos every florist in town shut down
And I can't see the woods for the trees
Cos there ain't any near my house

[Bridge]
And I'd rather be buried
In a pet cemetery
Chance are
I'd be surrounded
By much better company
[Chorus]
And I can't see the woods for the trees
Cos there ain't any near my house

And I can't smell the roses
Cos every florist in town shut down
And I can't see the woods for the trees
Cos there ain't any near my house